<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741</id><updated>2011-11-11T13:18:02.433+08:00</updated><category term='HOLIDAY. XD'/><title type='text'>just a gal...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6870860397544408469</id><published>2009-06-13T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:25:37.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved!</title><content type='html'>i've moved to lj; &lt;div&gt;pocketedmelody.livejournal.com!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wont be deleting this blog so soon, i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so long, blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6870860397544408469?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6870860397544408469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6870860397544408469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6870860397544408469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6870860397544408469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/moved.html' title='moved!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-3337935565736876556</id><published>2009-06-08T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:39:39.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unearthly nights;</title><content type='html'>oh no im up again at such an unearthly hour. shiz i think my body clock's really screwed even in the holidays O: no im not going to wake up again at 4 tomorrow like i did the past two days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like time is rolling away like nobody's business, but yet people roll away with time (LOL do i make sense). i think im just not using my time wisely enough. need to brush up on many many things, academia, choir and whatnots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid ziwei's still up at this hour when tomorrow's OBS (?!), and she's doing MATH SIA. aw im really proud of her(: but i remembered how kiasu i was in march that i slept quite early cos i was worried i would vomit the next day in the bus or something. shannon, minqhee, ziwei, stupid black woman and more all leaving for OBS tomorrow; all the best! it'll be good if you allow it to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im thinking of seriously migrating to livejournal since all's still here. tagboard's equal to non-existent cos unlike some people's mine's really ancient and dead hahaha. so yes, will be moving to lj soon(: lj = inspiration, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese tuition tomorrow at 1030, and then meeting jolene to go to the library to borrow books for chinese sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the whole world's asleep now except for crazy people like me. but i feel wide awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seriously am convinced that i'll live a better life in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-3337935565736876556?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3337935565736876556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=3337935565736876556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3337935565736876556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3337935565736876556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/unearthly-nights.html' title='unearthly nights;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6510586776555101151</id><published>2009-06-07T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:36:35.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sister's birthday gathering;</title><content type='html'>woke up super late today and took quite a while to drag myself off bed(s) so i only really woke up at 4, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering was yet another heartwarming one, with i think the exact right number of people, but missing some that really made it different. ): but it was still awesome, though. it was great having awesome people like you over; hope you guys enjoyed it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqX7T5_7lI/AAAAAAAAB4A/iEzkwv1Epx0/s1600-h/DSCN2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344250953040129618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqX7T5_7lI/AAAAAAAAB4A/iEzkwv1Epx0/s400/DSCN2749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqX7CDijHI/AAAAAAAAB34/GHOVDGwRFnA/s1600-h/DSCN2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344250948248308850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqX7CDijHI/AAAAAAAAB34/GHOVDGwRFnA/s400/DSCN2748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW83X1bXI/AAAAAAAAB3w/hfAavD7XX7s/s1600-h/DSCN2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344249880228752754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW83X1bXI/AAAAAAAAB3w/hfAavD7XX7s/s400/DSCN2747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8s5798I/AAAAAAAAB3o/z-ECw5oDqHg/s1600-h/DSCN2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344249877418997698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8s5798I/AAAAAAAAB3o/z-ECw5oDqHg/s400/DSCN2743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8ZqVQQI/AAAAAAAAB3g/DTGQ3_15dDY/s1600-h/DSCN2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344249872253272322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8ZqVQQI/AAAAAAAAB3g/DTGQ3_15dDY/s400/DSCN2742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8HDewVI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/IjnlmuwwRxM/s1600-h/DSCN2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344249867258478930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8HDewVI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/IjnlmuwwRxM/s400/DSCN2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seniors; all wearing tanktops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344249869317772770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqW8OudFeI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/OJiGpW9XMuI/s400/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;lastly, for YOU annoying little brat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how much we involve ourselves in serious catfights/quarrel/argue etc all the time, you'll always be my sister and im really thankful for that, for various reasons that i've overcome to realise as we grow up together. although we arent really close (despite our twin-like faces D: ) i definitely believe we will be those inseparable ones in time to come. i cant believe you're already p6; from that small little annoying apple like doll to a big girl that's annoying STILL. although we dont show it, your infectious and undying laughter and crazy antics take a great place in our hearts. happy birthday, little girl.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All i ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it never changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6510586776555101151?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6510586776555101151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6510586776555101151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6510586776555101151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6510586776555101151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/sisters-birthday-gathering.html' title='sister&apos;s birthday gathering;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SiqX7T5_7lI/AAAAAAAAB4A/iEzkwv1Epx0/s72-c/DSCN2749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6868477378689947364</id><published>2009-06-04T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:24:30.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lifebuoy, come to me.</title><content type='html'>settling everything at home creates a headache. my schedule's full to the brim, and im so overwhelmed by the workload. D: i think im currently being quite annoying to my group members, after sending out various emails to them about project meetings, etc etc. and worse still, some of these people are in the same group as me for various SIAs. im sorry D: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope meeting up earlier and doing these on time will really help. i feel like im drowning in this huge, vast ocean and there's this inaccessible lifebuoy somewhere far away, and all i can do is to swim there with all my might and clutch onto it for dear life. this lifebuoy is the only hope i have left. but the worst thing is, i dont know what my lifebuoy in life is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perseverance and faith; the key factors of survival for this arduous journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6868477378689947364?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6868477378689947364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6868477378689947364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6868477378689947364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6868477378689947364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifebuoy-come-to-me.html' title='lifebuoy, come to me.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6651043420033916090</id><published>2009-06-03T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:12:39.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whisper of my heart;</title><content type='html'>such a nice name for a cartoon, aint it?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been having choir for the past 2 days, and we did loads and i felt like someone was bashing me up but nevertheless managed to hang on. my head's really breaking i guess, after all those lack-of-sleep nights which really conjured up all the fatigue and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. went to loyee's house yesterday with leting and watch "whisper of my heart", a really cool japanese cartoon, a studio ghibli production. i aint no cartoon fanatic but ponyo and this really weird cartoon really changed my opinions about cartoons hehe. ignoring the fact that i slept for 15 min in the middle of the movie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already june now; handover's going to take place sooner than all of us think. the expectations are raised, the hopes and worries too. i can never imagine what it will be like for our batch to take charge of the choir, and be responsible for whatever we achieve. its daunting, really, to look ahead and realise how much more time we have with the sec4s before they actually really leave. its sad. ): i dont want them to ever leave; it still feels like the days when we just joined this fabulous choral group and now we're one step to being the "head" of it. boy, i never thought it would be this hard. looking down the path ahead, it really is going to be challenging and strenuous, but no matter how hard it will be, we have to take everything in our stride and move on. after all its a major milestone all of us have to go through, one day. i believe in us. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's rest day(: and i've finished audio diary (finally). june seems to be a huge burden, with 7 SIAs weighing us down. awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6651043420033916090?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6651043420033916090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6651043420033916090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6651043420033916090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6651043420033916090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/whisper-in-my-heart.html' title='whisper of my heart;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1442416186252518559</id><published>2009-05-31T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:29:16.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neither here nor there.</title><content type='html'>the school term's finally over. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liberty comes together with relief, yet emptiness i guess. sigh. sabbaticals week was plain torture; sorry for the constant rantings/complaints but i really should have chosen my sabbats): gahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually... the sabbats were generally.. fine, but you know one  just feels like tearing herself apart in that enclosed room. my eyelids threatened to close like every minute. but at least we had some takeaways from those sessions, and fortunately they got better as the week passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we've been learning many many new songs in choir. the schedule's very rushed since we have to cram the learning of so many new songs into only limited practices.. so it all comes down to 1 new song per practice. and we need to rehearse for FOA and SYF showcase too.. which are ALL in july so coincidentally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from now on, my life will be revolving around choir and studies. 3 times a week of practice in the holidays except the second week, then many, many practices in term3, including the struggling of revision for blocks. my life is so not going to be mundane anymore. what with like, 7 SIAs in the holidays. the stress is not coming to me yet but i hope it comes soon. then i'll have that drive and motivation and i'll be spurred on to complete everything on my checklist. yes yes this june holiday is going to be a productive one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really looking forward to heartwarming gatherings eg 601 and RAS and with jerlyn and cass and 205 (if there is).. hopefully they will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suddenly find my recent posts so lifeless.. i dont know where my inspiration of posting went to. haha i realised i've turned into some lifeless fallen leaf from a tree but i want to be alive again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dear Mr holiday, your job is to wake Amanda Tan up from her deep sleep and make her realise how much more there is to the world, apart from the things she has been concentrating on for a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to go shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1442416186252518559?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1442416186252518559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1442416186252518559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1442416186252518559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1442416186252518559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/neither-here-nor-there.html' title='neither here nor there.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8644280951667328552</id><published>2009-05-24T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:23:35.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now that we're separated, it feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things we used to do, they all used to be the same. now they're all different it feels terribly.. strange. and sad most of the time. the so different lives we lead now will bring us towards different paths, i have realised that by now. its a fact that i've avoided so much; the moment it comes hitting hard on me, i'll fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i hate to admit, the breakaway is inevitable... and is happening. the one and only solution is to accept it, and live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh sabbs week. total dread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8644280951667328552?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8644280951667328552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8644280951667328552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8644280951667328552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8644280951667328552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-that-were-separated-it-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6651304926441025770</id><published>2009-05-22T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:00:35.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden in a deep hole;</title><content type='html'>missed school today because i felt like the world's hovering a million miles away on top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day before i slept at 905, intending to wake up at 930. but somehow my nervous system never gets in contact with my handphone alarm anymore so i stupidly off-ed my handphone alarm without being alarmed. and jolene called at 10+ and told me to wake up. i said i would but in the end i just went to the toilet to pee, asked my mom where my dad was (as i vaguely remembered) and went back. to. sleep. today morning at 530 i woke up with a start and realised, i've nevr touched anything except half of math ws question 1. then i collapsed back to bed and this determined my fate for today. ahhhhh felt super shitty today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could only sleep and eat, and though i felt so much like going for choir i couldnt drag my feet for more than the distance from my room to my mom's room which is like, 5m? so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt sad being away from school.. it felt so empty and bare. i feel like i missed out on a lot of things; (im the kind who will not feel assured no matter how people assure me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i wanna go shopping. the yearn for it within me as doubled itself... SHOPPINGGG. cant wait for holidays to come. wait, today was the last day of school.. and sabs next week):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to sabs AT ALL because firstly, i didnt even choose my sabs and secondly, i got placed into FILM and omg i forgot what the next one is. see, i dont even know about my sabbatical. this sucks big-time. i want a re-sab selection. DANCE but its gone): all because i waited. or hesitated. thats never going to be the case again, i promise myself. sadsad):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. at least there'll be openhouse tomorrow. something different and related to choir(: let the worries of the horrible sabbaticals be gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6651304926441025770?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6651304926441025770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6651304926441025770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6651304926441025770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6651304926441025770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/hidden-in-deep-hole.html' title='hidden in a deep hole;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1348364810703859145</id><published>2009-05-20T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:05:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untouched;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/ShPGelg6SRI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xb8vMR1YRqw/s400/DSCN2729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was a tiring day. school sucked; mind went totally blank for bio quiz, but at least i got like a 5): i think my brain is exhausted, sighs. choir after that was very rushed and tensed. took sectionals with leting and boy, i must admit that we really need to improve. i think i'll retake piano for the sake of choir. but anyhow, typewriter was a terribly annoying yet hilarious song, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then today was csm. nothing much happened as usual. the main highlights were shannon&amp;amp;jolene running, loyee's new fringe(LOL), cheering and the free milo grabs. the milo was awesome although the queues werent. then shannon and jolene came over for a while(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's one mountainous pile of homework untouched and undone.. i think i'll have to rush it through, before i have any unfinished and overdue work again. jiayou amanda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/ShPGegv5AqI/AAAAAAAAB24/Y0fydxqknxI/s1600-h/DSCN2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/ShPGegv5AqI/AAAAAAAAB24/Y0fydxqknxI/s400/DSCN2736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337828210853348002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, beishi and hannah(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1348364810703859145?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1348364810703859145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1348364810703859145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1348364810703859145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1348364810703859145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/untouched.html' title='untouched;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/ShPGelg6SRI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xb8vMR1YRqw/s72-c/DSCN2729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4335676536805770402</id><published>2009-05-19T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:59:43.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>separation;</title><content type='html'>we went to see yunge off on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt what i thought it would be like. i never imagined that it would leave such a great impact on me. seeing her go; it was an emotionally tortorous process. at that very spark of the moment, it suddenly dawned on me that she was leaving. really leaving, creating an uncertainty of when she'll ever be back. and then suddenly every single thing that she did matters so much more than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dont actually realise how fortunate they are, and sometimes even lament about the way things are. its only till the very moment when someone important leaves, will we then realise the significance of that certain someone in our lives. its an art to really cherish all the moments people have with one another, and we all have to learn how to master it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears were inevitable, but each teardrop that we shed, signifies the importance of yunge to us. and that, already shows how much we love her. hopefully, in time to come, we will not forget what separation truly and means, and cherish everything we have in life, no matter what it takes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4335676536805770402?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4335676536805770402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4335676536805770402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4335676536805770402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4335676536805770402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/separation.html' title='separation;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7694605372588799183</id><published>2009-05-14T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:22:06.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summing up to infinity;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay since my tuition teacher forgot to come (and i rushed home and chiong-ed zuowen for nothing), i shall grab this opportunity to post about the very.. eventful week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first things first, last weekend was just simply awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was one of the best weekends i've ever had in my entire life. i still remember it quite vividly in my mind - saturday: 205 gathering @ siloso/vivo, sunday: a thrilling "retail therapy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;class gathering 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHMMM. (inside joke!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gathering at sentosa organised for our very dear yunge was splendid. i had a really great feeling about it the night before, and it turned out better than i thought. it started with a commotion at harbourfront mrt, where everyone was waiting for others to arrive, etc. then we headed to kopitiam in vivocity for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;something really embarrassing happened during lunch; a man selling tissue was "patrolling" the food court, and wanglaoshi assumed that he was the cleaner so she passed her whole tray of food to him. then she realised that man was actually asking her to buy the packets of tissue. jolene and shannon saw it and burst out laughing like hell, and soon after the 3 occupied tables knew what happened LOL. wanglaoshi was so embarrassed her face was priceless, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we headed to siloso @ sentosa. the first part wasnt really a get together cos a few people went to cycle with wanglaoshi while the rest stayed behind for ball games, which abruptly ended due the hot sun. i can remember that chenxi was sitting on some rock that made me really amazed. the whole point of going to siloso was to get in contact with sand, and yet she was treating it like some horrible enemy and taking a rock as a shield. LOL. it was so funny. then everyone just sat in a circle and we started talking about stupid things. it really felt like in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon, somehow the nearby resort lured a few of us in, and we were taken aback by the amazing facilities and ignorance they have; we played in the arcade, billiard and table tennis although we werent allowed to haha. that was the best part of the gathering at sentosa, but sadly it didnt involve the group of us.. but yeah. i had my first try at table tennis and i managed to hit the ball consecutively for 3 times hahaha. and it was damn hilarious because we the inexperienced people kept hitting the ball either too hard, or out of angle such that the ball always flew to the other table and disrupted the men's game. it was a killer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;halfway a few of us left including wanglaoshi, and then we went back to vivocity with initial plans of catching a movie but the seats werent very good, so we went roaming around for a suitable restaurant instead. we went to this restaurant called "the mussel guys" which was quite posh and had an amazing view of the sea/sun. the food was really really good too, but the only thing that held us back was the money problem. the bill, rather. nanyang girls really put what they've learnt into good use, i realised. whatever that we did was unbelievable; people starting counting compound and simple interest, and in the end we came out with a conclusion that it was compound interest and we spent the whole half an hour deluding ourselves into the math - reality world. yunge yuka rosanne and i were laughing the whole way while the other half of the table was doing it. the bill was $163.15 altogether, and there was $1 short all because of gst and we made a huge fuss out of it, HAHAH. it was a really exhilarating experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh then we headed up to the rooftop pools (?) where people stick their feet in and walk around like children. at least that was what we did. vanessa calls it the freaking niao4 shui3 which totally made people laugh their guts out, but we continued being in the water anyway. it was really fun, waddling about in the water and jumping about. i think we made a lot of noise but who cares haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went windowshopping for a while and reached home at around 11, and surprisingly i didnt get a scolding lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gathering was super fun; it brought back memories of us being a class during the past 2 years. its really sad that most of us or at least i myself didnt cherish all the moments we've had together enough, and now i truly understanding the meaning of “当你失去了它，你才懂得怎样珍惜。”time can never turn back, but you know, at least i've got precious memories that will be kept close to my heart. 205 is and will be the best class i have in my whole life(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ultimately, this gathering is for yunge who's migrating to US this sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-a9uMGI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SZiD5dTvGhM/s1600-h/yunge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626437266124898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-a9uMGI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SZiD5dTvGhM/s400/yunge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;having one less member of 205'08 will feel really incomplete, but rest assured that the 205 spirit will always be with you, and every other 205er.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are the group photos we took: the rest are uploaded on facebook(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-clCNrI/AAAAAAAAB2I/eAGBcNkgpqc/s1600-h/DSCN2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626437699450546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-clCNrI/AAAAAAAAB2I/eAGBcNkgpqc/s400/DSCN2618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; notice that saiying is "kiapp-ed" int he middle of S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-XfHs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/w9q2e-IJDLA/s1600-h/DSCN2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626436332467042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-XfHs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/w9q2e-IJDLA/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-B2sC_I/AAAAAAAAB14/AaZa5R3rL1Q/s1600-h/DSCN2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626437699450546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-clCNrI/AAAAAAAAB2I/eAGBcNkgpqc/s400/DSCN2618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; notice that saiying is "kiapp-ed" int he middle of S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-XfHs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/w9q2e-IJDLA/s1600-h/DSCN2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626436332467042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-XfHs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/w9q2e-IJDLA/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-B2sC_I/AAAAAAAAB14/AaZa5R3rL1Q/s1600-h/DSCN2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626430525737970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-B2sC_I/AAAAAAAAB14/AaZa5R3rL1Q/s400/DSCN2693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the mussel guys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz93k6cDI/AAAAAAAAB1w/J7akJWtHh14/s1600-h/DSCN2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626427766829106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz93k6cDI/AAAAAAAAB1w/J7akJWtHh14/s400/DSCN2707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rooftop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;205 whoosh!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outing with the Ls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad i didnt let the fatigue that conjured up from the past few nights of late turning ins overwhelm me, because this outing was goodddd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first stop was lido, where we watched a freaky spooky (insert any adj that describes a ghost show) but meaningful movie. "the uninvited" was really really good; it had a good plot with a good twist although the things and creatures that came into sight werent that pleasant.. heh. i recommend this movie to EVERYONE out there. :D after blocks you should really find thrills in life by doing things like this, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;next, we went to raffles city and somehow started window shopping. first looking at clothes, then trying them on. its really amazing to think of the vast difference in our first and latest outings; last time we used to visit places like the arcade.. and now we're doing shopping HAHAHA. girls. anyway, it was really quite a unique experience, finding out about which clothes are suitable for each of us, then camwhoring illegally in the changing rooms. haha we somehow spent 2-3 hours doing this and then headed down to soup spoon for a rest. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like loyee, i finally understood what "retail therapy" really meant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0ler5MhI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ZXnNE6MJkPc/s1600-h/DSCN2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335627108279988754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0ler5MhI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ZXnNE6MJkPc/s400/DSCN2711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0lBBQ-uI/AAAAAAAAB2g/W0lj48O9Luw/s1600-h/DSCN2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335627100316564194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0lBBQ-uI/AAAAAAAAB2g/W0lj48O9Luw/s400/DSCN2717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0lAAWB5I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/vPOCjQ6OTZg/s1600-h/DSCN2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335627100044265362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgv0lAAWB5I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/vPOCjQ6OTZg/s400/DSCN2713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes we should do more of this next time!♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;billiard @ jolene's &amp;amp; guitar lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;billiard was exhilarating LOL. watching people playing it and playing it yourself are two really different things; lost touch with the sticks and the balls since mr goh brought us out, so i was really noob at it hahah. and i even went to the extent of climbing onto the table to shoot the ball in heh. sadly i cant find my phone limewire so i cant upload unglam photos of shannon and jolene ): yesyes. dinner was good and so was guitar lesson. although the teacher commented that my fingers were too short D: and both of them burst into laughter. omg it was really embarassing but luckily there was only one other guy in the room lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. 2.4 on tuesday was.. i dont know. nerve-wrecking. it didnt feel right; i think i ran one less round and my timing is bad but compared to last time was a great improvement LOL. should really build up on my stamina, no more sleeping-till-noon weekends!! a hell load of stuff happened this week, but im glad they're all over. got back biology, and i think im quite disappointed although i mugged the entire night before away. ):&lt;br /&gt;i think my MSG is going to hit like really low this time. i need to pull my socks up. its gonna be hard, but i have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's nyss performance; hopefully we wont screw it up lol. and choir after school, yay cant wait(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7694605372588799183?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7694605372588799183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7694605372588799183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7694605372588799183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7694605372588799183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/summing-up-to-infinity.html' title='summing up to infinity;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/Sgvz-a9uMGI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SZiD5dTvGhM/s72-c/yunge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-303527934571471024</id><published>2009-05-07T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:08:57.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an egg without a shell;</title><content type='html'>today mrs ang showed us an amazing reaction of an egg being immersed into hydrochloric acid; the whole shell like totally came off. it was gross and the black+white quail egg turned into like, veggie-green and foam. chemistry is simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im at home now, trying to finish a compo called “心灵之窗”before tuition starts and i've owed my tuition teacher this compo for ages hahaha. im so glad block tests are over. no more mugging into late nights and pressing on. okay maybe there's still one whole chunk of SIAs, hw... but we'll all live through it, like we always do(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back physics on yesterday. it wasnt like i havent expected it, but i cant believe i was so.. ?! until i forgot to write my name -.- and mrs wong had to search for who the mysterious person is (me) and she told the whole process to the class. but i wasnt paying attention. i just kept looking at those red marks. and i felt horribly.. guilty. and suddenly the taboo-ed words triggered tears and everything just flowed out. i dont know if its just meant to be, but it was just merely 3 marks. three marks. ): omg and its PHYSICSSS. its science. weightage is 1. howhowhow. my report book is going to turn out horrible.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, im really thankful to those who stood by me. those hugs and encouragements really helped(: i dont know how to feel about this subject now; am i just not meant to do it? managing expectations isnt an easy thing, but zomg im like failing everything; my chinese is like ?! sighs. oh and have i mentioned, i didnt manage to sign up for sabbs in time, so i'll get sorted randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really hard to accept that things are just the way they are now. the path ahead is so uncertain, so how? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just live through it, just live through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's chemistry SPA and i've got chinese compo due tomorrow. hopefully i dont break test tubes or be at a total loss of what to do for chem spa and fail it. the best of luck to 304!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you: you dont have to act differently or hide your supposed satisfaction to me, just because i've gotten so much lower. although it'll definitely feel awkward, please just be natural and be happy for yourself. and i'll be happy for you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-303527934571471024?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/303527934571471024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=303527934571471024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/303527934571471024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/303527934571471024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/egg-without-shell.html' title='an egg without a shell;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5390468770128983774</id><published>2009-04-30T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:28:15.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get back on your feet.</title><content type='html'>chemistry results was an utter disappointment, and my efficiency rate has been super screwed nowadays. as i go deeper into the physics world, the feeling of not belonging in the science world is getting stronger. physics was plain hell; my mind was totally blank when i faced the paper. i dont know how to face mrs wong, who's my form teacher and the setter of the paper. i cant say i've tried my best after sleepless or late nights that thoroughly affected my body system.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its tiring, and its very stressful. stress doesnt set in immediately; it sets in after a while. seeing jacinta tear for a while made me tear too, cos i really feel the same way as her. its not about not taking it easy, its just too hard. im just not made to be in a triple science class, but there's no turning back now. no matter how much i regret, it's just one path full of uncertainty ahead of me. i need to feel stronger. i cant succumb to it, and i wont ever let myself fall into a helpless state again. thanks julie, for praying for me. it really helped, and i can say i had a revelation after we ended the call. its like somehow i can feel the communication from God more now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be like in sec1, when everything i do isnt just an obligation but out of interest too. yes things wont go right all the time, but at least its the joy in the things that i do that matters. its all gone now, and im frantically trying to find that 'thing' back. sec3 is tougher than i thought it would be, and the only thing is to keep yourself going and living by your faith and strength. anyhow, i would like to thank every single person who have stood by me. you've given me strength and hope to keep me going. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last lap to run; bio and math tests next week, for 2 consecutive days with cip right on tuesday. you can do it, amanda. you're not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5390468770128983774?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5390468770128983774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5390468770128983774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5390468770128983774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5390468770128983774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-back-on-your-feet.html' title='get back on your feet.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1033234793828221600</id><published>2009-04-26T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:53:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck in the mud.</title><content type='html'>i cant bring myself to start doing work. my head feels heavy and my nostrils are clogged up with mucus. i feel terribly strange. and my stomach's grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much left undone;&lt;br /&gt;IH proposal, LA comprehension, chinese bao zhang bao dao and the list never ends. i dont see how im going to complete everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a break):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be better with choir; after syf it feels so empty. i want choir pracs to resume quickly, although my voice is like, CMI. yes next it'll be the limelight battle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's nothing much to look forward to this coming week, and its going to be hardcore mugging for physics, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i shall end this meaningless post and get started on my work; its time to get my feet out of the mud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1033234793828221600?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1033234793828221600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1033234793828221600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1033234793828221600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1033234793828221600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuck-in-mud.html' title='stuck in the mud.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-3195443427115709362</id><published>2009-04-25T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:48:38.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the springs and the sprongs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im currently suffering from this awful "sore" throat that threatens to take my voice away.. and my previously squeaky/childish/high-pitched voice has turned into some husky and low one that i myself dont even recognise):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worse part is i CANT SING. but at least there's this 1 week break so hopefully i'll recover by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today. omg first saturday for just a project meeting, and we did IH efficiently for 5 hours(: now it's left with individual work and the compilation, which i hope really works. SIAs really suck your brain juices out and we had to sit outside a stove outside 304 and endure the heat how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and looking back, i think i didnt post about the day before IH exam. on that day i slept till like 12 and missed school cos of my stupid throat and shannon and jolene barged into my house nicely hahaha. barged in in a nice way; i totally didnt know it was them till like they were already upstairs. thank you for the kind visit:D its the first time anyone ever visited me at all! yay heart heart. and sky did really stupid things to them like hugging their feet and jumping about, like bringing out all his sexual intentions and excitement LOLL. and i just realised that jolene also posted about the same thing as me haha coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay for now i shall let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jerlyn's birthday(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjVJJhrI/AAAAAAAAB1A/fXVDQlA9LGo/s1600-h/DSCN2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328639674964084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjVJJhrI/AAAAAAAAB1A/fXVDQlA9LGo/s400/DSCN2525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i dont have a priceless face okay jerlyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgKUBChDI/AAAAAAAAB04/J7BnElgNZDU/s1600-h/DSCN2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328638145653277746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgKUBChDI/AAAAAAAAB04/J7BnElgNZDU/s400/DSCN2522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgKE07h0I/AAAAAAAAB0w/x786bBkBePs/s1600-h/DSCN2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328638141575956290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgKE07h0I/AAAAAAAAB0w/x786bBkBePs/s400/DSCN2521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (L) forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgJjYlkwI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Wz_fNzOTU04/s1600-h/DSCN2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328638132598706946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgJjYlkwI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Wz_fNzOTU04/s400/DSCN2519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(SYF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgJXr9wgI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/P8DZabc7Vt8/s1600-h/DSCN2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328638129458758146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMgJXr9wgI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/P8DZabc7Vt8/s400/DSCN2567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeXdslx0I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/6Sr_lboMANE/s1600-h/DSCN2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636172566906690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeXdslx0I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/6Sr_lboMANE/s400/DSCN2571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sec3s(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeXBCX-CI/AAAAAAAAB0I/G8voFsoXR2A/s1600-h/DSCN2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636164873648162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeXBCX-CI/AAAAAAAAB0I/G8voFsoXR2A/s400/DSCN2570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeW-8ETLI/AAAAAAAAB0A/f2zRQqmrWmI/s1600-h/DSCN2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636164310322354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeW-8ETLI/AAAAAAAAB0A/f2zRQqmrWmI/s400/DSCN2569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeWiBCjCI/AAAAAAAABz4/X6ew2JIl5dw/s1600-h/DSCN2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636156546550818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeWiBCjCI/AAAAAAAABz4/X6ew2JIl5dw/s400/DSCN2568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sop2s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeWZOBhkI/AAAAAAAABzw/tbTnSs907MA/s1600-h/DSCN2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636154185090626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMeWZOBhkI/AAAAAAAABzw/tbTnSs907MA/s400/DSCN2560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sec3s!&lt;br /&gt;(sky's birthday = syf day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjtlMf6I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/PqXYsyZpq-Y/s1600-h/DSCN2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328639681524170658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjtlMf6I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/PqXYsyZpq-Y/s400/DSCN2590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjQsxXgI/AAAAAAAAB1I/LUbSWDGwORA/s1600-h/DSCN2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328639673771318786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjQsxXgI/AAAAAAAAB1I/LUbSWDGwORA/s400/DSCN2583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead for physics block test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-3195443427115709362?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3195443427115709362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=3195443427115709362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3195443427115709362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3195443427115709362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/springs-and-sprongs.html' title='the springs and the sprongs'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SfMhjVJJhrI/AAAAAAAAB1A/fXVDQlA9LGo/s72-c/DSCN2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4330749523638973289</id><published>2009-04-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:33:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF'09; GwH&lt;3</title><content type='html'>the feeling on stage was indescribable; it would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF'09 with nyc will be etched deeply in my heart; white horses that sounded so magical, aitakute so reflective and zima.. the most amazing one of all.&lt;br /&gt;on stage it was nerve wrecking but the music overpowered that and although i lost half my voice, thank God i was still able to reach the high notes. halfway singing through white horses, the feeling was strong it made tears well up in my eyes. and the last part of zima as well. zima was the best we could ever have done; the resounding effect made the audience go WOW and we could feel it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really knocked VCH off its feet with our music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that the first and last SYF i'll ever be going through with NYC made me cry downstage. the feeling was so strong; our hard work really did pay off.&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of being part of nyc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, we really did our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nyc; a cut above the rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4330749523638973289?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4330749523638973289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4330749523638973289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4330749523638973289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4330749523638973289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf09-gwh3.html' title='SYF&apos;09; GwH&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1921443554965661454</id><published>2009-04-20T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:16:33.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF'09;</title><content type='html'>i cant believe its 21042009 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the fact that i've nevr really started on my revision for ih, (zomgomgomg) i shall just focus on choir yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been more than 5 months since we first touched on white horses zima and i want to see them; all the effort we've put into it, the pain we endured, the setbacks we've been through.. everything that we've gone through is just for tomorrow, just for that 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months worth of hard work just for the sake of 10 minutes on 21st Apr 09.&lt;br /&gt;its so amazing that we've actually achieved so much in this period of time; the countless drillings on otsukaino.. we've leaped heaps and bounds and come so far, i really cant compare the state we were in before and presently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ms lim, for everyone else, for ourselves, we shall make tomorrow the best. we shall produce music that reaches out to the audience and touches their heart, give it our best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind the outcome, what matters the most is that.. we've already tried our best. i want to feel good walking downstage, i want to feel like its the best performance we've ever put up. and we will do it, as much as ms lim, our classmates, our seniors and everyone else who believes that we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe we'll be able to do it and secure that GwH, but in the end the outcome isnt really what that matters. its all about the heart and soul put into the songs, and so long as we've done our best, we've achieved platinum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO SO NYC WE'LL GET OUR BUTTS ON STAGE TOMORROW AND KNOCK VCH OFF ITS FEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its our time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC FTW!&lt;br /&gt;its all because we're nyc, a cut above the rest. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1921443554965661454?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1921443554965661454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1921443554965661454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1921443554965661454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1921443554965661454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf09.html' title='SYF&apos;09;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8827651243175517347</id><published>2009-04-18T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:49:56.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it go;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SenLJqJlC8I/AAAAAAAABzo/FIVn6hCaMEQ/s1600-h/df4db94b23b76b8d8c285d00d232a3a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326011401136049090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SenLJqJlC8I/AAAAAAAABzo/FIVn6hCaMEQ/s400/df4db94b23b76b8d8c285d00d232a3a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; when things dont go your way,&lt;br /&gt;they always say&lt;br /&gt;"in the end, it'll be okay." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyc, its two more days. treasure the time and tension we feel as a choir before syf is over. and for sec3s'09, it'll be our first and last;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8827651243175517347?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8827651243175517347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8827651243175517347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8827651243175517347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8827651243175517347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-it-go.html' title='let it go;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SenLJqJlC8I/AAAAAAAABzo/FIVn6hCaMEQ/s72-c/df4db94b23b76b8d8c285d00d232a3a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5417082280459193942</id><published>2009-04-16T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:37:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epiphany;</title><content type='html'>choir felt SO good on wednesday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aitakute felt really.. close to the heart. im so glad the prep talked work. prep talks are proven to be effective(: i hope choir doesnt lose that tingling feeling, that tension and all the emotions. everything felt so real for the first time. the ambience the mood the feel- everything. its the first time a choral song made me want to cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYF is in five days; and still counting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it suddenly isn't about fear about hitting the wrong note or blending with the person next to me anymore. its all about the music, and the feeling is strong. hopefully all will go well tomorrow.. and then we'll rock the stage on tuesday yeah&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well the reason why i havent been updating is cos of stupid chemistry block test which was today. but man, im so relieved that thing's over. horrible, horrible thing. its so uncertain; the more we cross check our answers the more uncertain we get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, erina's supposed to come today but she had something on the last minute): so yeah, im supposed to go do my math ws now and hopefully start on IH soon enough for me to not panick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and on a random note, i do NOT have resilient fringe (amanda&amp;amp;ethel). i must go chop off my fringe, no rather CHANGE my fringe after SYF. hah then i'll prove it to you(: and ziwei likes to engulf me in her arms o.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i shall go do my work now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and grats to nymd for achieving an awesome GwH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5417082280459193942?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5417082280459193942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5417082280459193942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5417082280459193942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5417082280459193942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/epiphany.html' title='epiphany;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5982514459118996414</id><published>2009-04-13T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:40:04.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" you can count on me"</title><content type='html'>congrats NYNB for being in top 4 nats whoo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tayziwei better make us prouddd kay(: CLAIRE AND I HELPED YOU COPY NOTES TODAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today felt short, first part of the day spent with SJJ and then leting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guitar just now was terribly mind blogging, or rather &lt;i&gt;finger&lt;/i&gt; straining. i figured my hand's too small to occupy the whole area of the guitar's strings. but learnt how to play tong2 hua4, which was quite a big achievement i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously seriously dread chemistry block test, i realise that this new environment is not a conducive one AT ALL. perhaps its just me but yes im going to force my nose down the books now. on a random note, erina's coming on thursday night (YAY) for studying period:D clever nana got into accelerated math and science in NJC. this is unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it feels like loads are happening tomorrow; PE, audi practice.. and shoot my mom forgot to collect my gown, so hopefully she rushes over in time before 2.3o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what they said was really true. from fifteen days it zoomed to ten days and now its left with eight. strive on, nyc. its now or never&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a certain you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it might perhaps take quite some time to settle down and get used to it what you're facing, or rather accept how things seem to repeat in a vicious cycle over and over again, although you wish so much for it to stop. but.. don't push yourself too much, it'll do more harm than good in a matter of time. its really quite sad to see you so demoralized over such matters.. but do know that these sort of things are inevitable.. and besides managing your expectations, friends are here for a reason(: they accompany you through hell and get you out of it alive, maybe not as happy but at least, alive. whenever you feel like tearing your papers apart, always remember that you're not the only one struggling out there, and that there ARE people who are constantly looking out for you. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5982514459118996414?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5982514459118996414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5982514459118996414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5982514459118996414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5982514459118996414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-can-count-on-me.html' title='&quot; you can count on me&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6360785416443929540</id><published>2009-04-10T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:44:33.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your words left me crashing into a sea of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF really mean alot to performing arts cca, and i know the feeling of it. how can i NOT mean all those words that i've said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, perhaps words cant help. but its the best i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its just not worth it to do something when people do not even appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6360785416443929540?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6360785416443929540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6360785416443929540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6360785416443929540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6360785416443929540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-words-left-me-crashing-into-sea-of.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1210747117594459209</id><published>2009-04-10T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:44:05.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've been looking for;</title><content type='html'>today was really a MAD RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like one of the maddest out of my days spent in nanyang. had a tough night/early morning yesterday trying to scrape something out for clep, rush through math assignment etcetc. my body clock's getting all screwed up; like i feel most awake during the wee hours of the night. it feels good, but its really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions for NYSS were better than i thought (at least?) it was sort of impromptu with many last minute arrangements, and somehow all of us were not that familiar with the song yet. but its a great song yeah? (: formation atthe front part was really hilarious and retarded, i bet the JUDGES had a hard time keeping their faces straight haha. *ahems*&lt;br /&gt;yes but the main point was for sec3'09 batch to have fun and just bond, although our bond's already unbreakable(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed through physics assignment after school. im always left with physics to do, because i always leave the worst for the last. thankfully loyee and wenjing were there; they made life much happier. minqhee and meizhen, thanks for screaming at me to get the parallelograms right, because seriously i think i wouldnt have realised that i had been doing the wrong things the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: im a dork at physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met erina by coincidence(: had a nice chat the bus ride home and apparently both of us take the same buses home! we made a pact to jog around our neighbourhood or to CTE (she's crazy) for fun or something. finally i have a NEIGHBOUR(:&lt;br /&gt;oh and the cupboard/mirror/sidetables came today. so my room looks furnished, but too practical. i want to repaint my walls into something much livelier, but i shall just stay contented with it as it is now. heehee its really fun to own a room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to take a break today and go to sleep early; shall be energized for tomorrow's bbq + revision! shannon and jolene, really hope you guys will come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1210747117594459209?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1210747117594459209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1210747117594459209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1210747117594459209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1210747117594459209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-ive-been-looking-for.html' title='what i&apos;ve been looking for;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-980650287654870693</id><published>2009-04-08T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:44:48.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this whole week is about to come to an end. like everything whooshed past, just like that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got back chinese block test results on monday. i thought what i got was satisfactory.. but sadly compared to my class, no its not. it isnt how i usually fare.. and i wasnt exactly under the best conditions on that day. but that doesnt give any excuse, right? its obvious disappointment, but no im not going to continue being like that. block test 2 shall be better. i shall take any measures to improve my chinese. i'll TRY TRY TRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and on monday i had my first guitar lesson (: it was relatively fun, and seriously tedious. borrowed the school's guitar cos mine apparently was 3/4 size, the one i played in primary 5 and i almost brought it there, and thankfully i didnt. it was quite difficult catching up with the rest.. especially when my fingers have a limited distance in stretching. and i cant like alternate my fingers when playing. shannon and jolene looked really really experienced somehow, haha. and stupid jolene ong, she brought her MATH REVISION EXERCISE instead of the guitar scores. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday was unexpectedly bland. the day seemed so long like it was never going to end at all. had some sure-fail physics quiz and biology quiz, thats all i can remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's prac was tortorous in the beginning; my stamina really sucks man. i dont know how im actually going to pass 2.4 at this rate.. but choir felt rather good. all the innovative ways loyee came out with for us to feel the music/blend as a choir really worked, for me. it was a good opportunity to actually see where i stood, on which aspect i needed to improve on etc. sighs i really hope i can get rid of the damned air layering my voice and anchor the notes more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, stress level is rising up as the year progresses.. together with SYF its going to be like one whole lump of things dumped on my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just 13 days away.. "the last lap".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll give my all for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-980650287654870693?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/980650287654870693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=980650287654870693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/980650287654870693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/980650287654870693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-whole-week-is-about-to-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-603073386918949318</id><published>2009-04-01T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:04:04.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>it never started out well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so tired already i dont want to care about anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-603073386918949318?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/603073386918949318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=603073386918949318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/603073386918949318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/603073386918949318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2463269085734511367</id><published>2009-04-01T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:57:44.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an eventful day.</title><content type='html'>things today were quite bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;managed to stay awake throughout the day although my eyelids threatened to close many times. choir was a blast&lt;3 i love standing in staggered positions, and especially like it standing next to sheryin, singing white horses(: the formation of the chords was beautiful although some clashed haha. singing with someone else makes you feel so.. warm. it felt really really good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note, many many things have been happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's stressful; what with one block test every week. it kills the brain, and i think i failed chinese.): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont let the blocks block you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ms lim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes yes thats what we're going to aim for. lessons otherwise have been quite stagnant and information overwhelming. next week's a horrible week; 3 quizzes in a row. D: nevermind, we'll survive it! with crappy classmates in 304, i know that im not alone&lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYF is in 19 days time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GwH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we want, we will, we must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2463269085734511367?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2463269085734511367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2463269085734511367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2463269085734511367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2463269085734511367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/eventful-day.html' title='an eventful day.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6217466793936288428</id><published>2009-04-01T04:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T04:38:02.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sense of accomplishment setting in at a late-early hour..</title><content type='html'>i just finished my ih essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im off to catch my last 1h of sleep before i wake up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6217466793936288428?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6217466793936288428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6217466793936288428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6217466793936288428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6217466793936288428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/sense-of-accomplishment-setting-in-at.html' title='sense of accomplishment setting in at a late-early hour..'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-942556488574135752</id><published>2009-03-28T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:23:13.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg im like still awake trying to chiong through my homework load. this weekend is seriously crazy; its like i have homework for EVERY subject!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, so i dont really have the time to post all those lengthy + detailed posts on many fun expeditions that took place in the march holidays etc.&lt;br /&gt;sorry la jerlyn, i will post the pictures/send them to you asap okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the things i promise to post about:&lt;br /&gt;1) jerlyn's celebratory outing&lt;br /&gt;2) class gathering 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey wait how come it seems so little now.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, sorry for being so late but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LETING♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2303&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey lovely batchmate(: i know i've yet to give you a birthday present, but i hope its coming soon. as in the opportunity to give the present to you. its been a wonderful 2 plus years we've been through together, be it for choir, school or just any other aspect of life. its just so natural how we communicate and read each other's minds; it's just like a gift or talent we both share, its almost as if we're related in some way. all the wonderful and unforgettable memories (be it negative or positive, haha) we shared, the ones we had in graz, during silly occasions, during choir/after choir, post christmas outings, and laughing over silly things just during plain normal times. the indescribable times we had will be/are already deeply etched in my heart. so, a big big THANK YOU for leaving such a huge impact on my life.&lt;br /&gt;you know, its not the amount of time we spend together that matters, its how we spend time together. happy belated birthday, and may all your dreams come true! all the best in everything you do, and please remember to chill♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANPING!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2403&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy its been so long man, shanping! haha. although we arent really close now.. i dont know why but i can still feel the heartwarming bond between us whenever i walk past/see you. i guess its been so long since the moment of time when RAS was still in "application", but those were the times that i'll never ever forget(: you being the first close friend i had in nanyang, already means so much to me. i guess secondary school life isnt how we always want it to be, and there are definitely regrettable moments for me. i still remember quite distinctly how the 3 of us would laugh over stupid things like um on the way to 3rd lang, making bread, in neoprint booths.. haha. although quite sadly its all over now, and much had changed, those times were certainly one of the best i had in nanyang. its been great having you as an exclassmate for 2 years, and a motivational and encouraging best friend that i could really rely on. now that we're in different classes, its only natural that we dont talk as much, but i really do hope our friendship will last for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday, shanping! all the best in everything you do and may God bless you!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF on 21st april; yes yes we can do it NYC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to everyone out there; lets tide through this period of turmoil together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-942556488574135752?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/942556488574135752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=942556488574135752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/942556488574135752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/942556488574135752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-im-like-still-awake-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1650475130154193603</id><published>2009-03-20T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:42:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays have been hectic, and actually more hectic than a normal school week. which is quite&lt;br /&gt;horrible. monday i had choir, then tuition. tuesday tuition, and i got sick so i rested the whole day. wednesday had choir till 5, then went out to plaza sing for dinner with my family. thursday went to sign up for guitar course with jolene and the visit to the library wasnt as productive as i had expected. today i had choir from 230 to 5 and then had jerlyn's belated birthday celebratory dinner. tomorrow mgs workshop till 1230, then class gathering, and finally sunday with wppm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly holidays are going to be over, and im so freaking dead. like i have TRUCKLOADS to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, anyway today was quite.. not quite but rather VERY unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workshop with jonathan velasco was a success, and we arent labeled rotten eggs anymore(: its like we kept going around in circles aimlessly, and now we suddenly went back on the right track. it felt so good, right leting? yes now i can see the light. and i know we can do it, nyc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering with jerlyn and cass was heartwarming(: its amazing how we still keep in touch after 3 years.. it takes true friendship to do that. did crazy things and laughed alot; pictures will be uploaded soon, with further elaboration. jerlyn, hope you liked today, and HAPPY BELATED 15TH BIRTHDAY&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta rush to do work, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1650475130154193603?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1650475130154193603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1650475130154193603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1650475130154193603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1650475130154193603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-take-breather.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-3952599977853332854</id><published>2009-03-14T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:26:33.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wild ride/</title><content type='html'>yesterday was awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can vividly remember that yesterday's physics lesson was the first ever that i enjoyed thoroughly. like ever since the start of the year, mrs wong's words are like tamil to my ears. but anyway, force is a good topic, at least a dweeb like me can get it. haha. feel really accomplished(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoomed to rjc chorale after choir.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can ever be a successful navigator/tour guide; i'll just be putting the people following me at stake. seriously i made a huge huge huge mistake; my stupid instincts led me into thinking that 961 goes to macritchie reservoir so i led leting rebekah lingxuan jiamin and jiayan up. and before we knew it we were along some way leading to orchard. omgosh i was already panicking cos we were out of time, and becks wanted to walk so all of us went on a land expedition in the city towards macritchie reservoir, which we found out later was miles away. so, our land expedition was CRAZY. we were just less than a metre away from vehicles that could kill us. and we walked on this plank like thing along the sides of the roads. and amazingly there werent any other pedestrians in sight, so i assume we were having an illegal trek haha. it was damn fun anyway. its like dejavu; only the setting was in the city.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the opp bus stop and thankfully we took 153 to toapayoh mrt and went to bishan. dinnered at pasta mania, and ate some creamy pasta which nearly made me puke. its really kinda bad, but i decided NEVER to be a fan of such creamy stuff. juniors were laughing at my eating style; leting said i was like eating grass =.=&lt;br /&gt;after that sop2s and a2s walked to rjc, and along the road leting suddenly spouted some funny nonsense,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"i burped, and i smelt my dinner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this should be like, commercialised or something. what a nice and hilarious quote, LOL. i like such quality time spent, talking while walking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJC chorale was superrrrrrr good. although to me it isnt as strong and refined as rioHC, it has amazing entertaining skills. the way they walked into the LT was really surprising, and exactly the same way nyc walked into ny auditorium in my dreams. no wonder everything felt so familiar.. anyway, the concert was splitted into 4 distinctive portions, one by PUNCH, one by BEAT, and two others that i forgot. punch was REALLY good. the skit made us laugh like crap, and omg i LOVE the beatboxing guy. i think beatboxing is super duper COOLLLL. especially during acapellas(: charmaine and i think alike! and then there was this group who sang mambo number 5 which really really rocked; there was this guy who was exactly like a live puppet, his limbs look REALLY detachable and he danced really well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope nyc can adopt such.. entertaining skills/performance for limelight this year.. and give the audience a good impression like how rjc chorale left on us. it left me really stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its time to turn back to reality now; first block test is coming up in like a week. syf in 30+ days, and endless amount of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope i can make full use of this march holidays! and simultaneously make it a very enjoyable and memorable one(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw, CONGRATS TO NYNB B'DIV.&lt;br /&gt;i always knew this would happen:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-3952599977853332854?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3952599977853332854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know that it is that bad): i felt like tearing my hair today. i couldnt really reach high notes, i couldnt even sing and "sit" on a middle ranged note. its definitely not easy, but.. omgosh its driving me really crazy): tried my best to suck back all the tears of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;yes, many problems are surfacing, or rather, have already surfaced for i want to see them, be it the tonality, the chords, whatever. but..i dont feel secured enough. its not about anyone else, just myself. i couldnt really tune properly, the voice quality was just.. wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really detest the inconsistency that i possess. sometimes i just sink so much in self doubt, and i wont know whether im on the right track or not. something is just really really wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like crying out loud and giving up, but i cant. because im from nanyang choir, and because im sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to push push push myself harder.&lt;br /&gt;challenge your limits, amanda tan.&lt;br /&gt;dont give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4592872014265618340?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4592872014265618340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4592872014265618340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4592872014265618340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4592872014265618340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/choir-today.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8105788335307339460</id><published>2009-03-07T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:02:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>i guess anyone cant deny that OBS was a one in a lifetime experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day, i thought that the 4 other days that im was going to spend with my watch seemed bleak cos i barely knew any of them, but the whole course proved me wrong. the ups and downs that we've been through together as one really made us bonded as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite sad on the first day when i realised that my watch consisted of people that i didnt really know and am not closely related to, and i was really really hoping that my batchmates or jolene would be with me, but luckily i had peizhen beishi and so many other amazing people that i could rely on. getting through the first day wasnt easy. being in a different campsite with my closest friends made it all so much worse, but i sort of forced myself to be optimistic... that's the only way i could survive, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to pulau ubin by the rocky boat and all of us were like, eeyer! so dirty... etcetc but seriously, when we alighted at pulau ubin it was a whole new different story. bernard brought us to our dormitory (where we happily thought we were sleeping in) and showed us to our store. and we had to like take out all the necessities we needed, eg compass mass tins, knives, lifejackets... and they all look really... under unfavourable conditions. but we still had to live with it anyway. lunched at the canteen, andour first activity was belaying, which wasnt too bad yet! it was quite scary to be hanging from the top with all those helmets under the sun and everything, but it really really taught me how to trust. and yes, i'm still alive!:D after that we went to the forest to pitch our tents, and i was like OMG how were we ever going to climb up that steep hill with all these things!!! it was the first EVER time i actually tried to pitch a tent and thank god i made it. although i wasnt really good at it, at least i still had peizhen claire and yuehan. it was quite horrible to know that my comfy little bed would be replaced by some muddy tent, but i comforted myself with the thought that i wouldnt be alone :D haha. and luckily we had sleeping bags to start off with, so it wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt sleep quite well at night, and wasnt exactly recharged for a full day kayak session the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd March:&lt;br /&gt;did awesome kayaking drills like holding hands and sinking into the sea in a formation of a circle and actually capsizing.. it was all seriously quite fun(: i love to get wet!!! but the difficult part was transporting the kayaks down the rocky slope which almost made me die. paired up with peizhen and i must admit we have good coordination skills:D although we didnt really start off that well at first, heh. kayaked a good 5-8 km (?) cos we were short of time after a period of rain. didnt consume much during those 4-5 hours, surprisingly. talked a lot with others and met a lot of new people. it was quite fun cos we kept banging into other people, so much like it felt like bumper car in those fantasy worlds? :D OH YESSSS. i cant believe i heard JOLENE in the middle of the sea when we passed camp 2 the first time, and peizhen and beishi and me screamed JOLENEEE but it all didnt work which was quite saddening. ): but as usual, she was screaming her head off over nothingness, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached campsite 2 and we seriously wanted to lay down and sleep, even if we had to be in the sea. continued to pitch up tents, then bathed and cooked:D omg cooking during camps aint exactly the best thing to do, but it seriously is very very very amazing. i developed quite a few culinary skills from there, but im quite scared to apply it at home, haha. ate rice and other ingredients which were super filling after a day of harddd work. oh yes and i learnt something: SING SONGS WHEN YOU HEAR DOGS! i was singing somewhere out there to the moon and apparently a dog ran away. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th March:&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we had PT. i thought it wouldnt be that hard at all but it shocked me when we had to RUN. the other instructors said we were super hardcore(i thought so too) cos i totally didnt have the mentality to do such exertive things. and i cant do crunches for nuts D: anyway, the first activity for the 3rd day was rockclimbing. it looked okay at first, but subsequently when elton demonstrated my heart was already threatening to fly out from my throat. when it was my turn i sort of trembled halfway through but according to hsiaofong i climbed up to the first storey quite fast. ?! no i dont think so lor. haha. tried my best and amazingly did it to the second storey(: the scariest past was to fall onnnnn, and i screamed like HELL beishi said that the whole place resounded my screams. do i really scream that loud? hhahah. was quite glad that i managed to detach myself from the rock wall alive cos it seemed totally impossible to climb. thank you peizhen xinyung beishi and hsiaofong:D you guys saved my life! next was rafting. it was quite sad that marshall's raft didnt pass the test but at least it really displayed our teamwork and everything, so CLAPS! then it rained quite heavily so bernard told us we had better have our dinner at camp2 or else we wouldnt be able to at that ulu camp3, so fortunately we had a good dinner under desirable conditions:D maggi mee! the best one ever(: but the bad thing was we had to trek to camp3 IN THE DARK which was super horrible. hannah fell and sprained her ankle, sadly): i almost sprained mine too and i couldnt really take it halfway, but bernard kept singing "when you say nothing at all" by ronan keating i think and that cracked all of us up, and i continued the song with carrie and laughed laughed laughed our whole way there. but seriously, trekking in the dark? i've never heard of that before. FINALLY reached camp3 where everyone seriously felt like dying. pitched tents and went to sleep almost immediately. after putting powder!!! i bathed myself in powder,and caused yuehan to be covered with powder LOL. and i kept spraying myself with insect repellent and hand sanitizer cherie kept calling me a clean freak): but i felt really uncomfortable sleeping in tents like... without bathing?! so yeahhh. but that was a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th March:&lt;br /&gt;omg the LAST full day but sadly the most horrifyingly great day. ): note the oxymoron. it was trekking day, back to campsite1 and it murdered us all. but left us with a greatttt sense of accomplishment that could made us really cry(: travelling with marshall over such an amazing great distance of nearly 10+++ km felt really really good. there were other people who looked out for you and that was very heartwarming. really felt like giving up on the way and was praying super hard i could see jolene or leting on the way.. but sadly i didnt see jolene): missed everyone else a lot a lot and ig uess that was what that kept me going the whole way(: the power of friendship!! we were quite lucky cos we reached camp 2 and then it started to pour so heavily. bernard called us an impressive batch:D and we trekked 2km to camp 1 from camp 2 and took only 20 min which was the most unbelievable thing ever:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i think the break really hyped all of us up.. with really good digestive biscuits plus prunes etc. and pink panther's really funny, she held up a plastic bag and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nah! digestive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg like how can a plastic bag be digestive?! so it was freakishlyf unny i laughed the whole way to camp1 haha. i was going to die already, just when i saw a tent, at least a sign of civilisation and OMG WE REACHED!! everyone was hooting for the first time, including carrie the cold one. was super duper happy when we reached:D hahah. next we had JETTY JUMP which really scared me. it was quite fun but my inability to actually swim made everything a whole lot worse. at least joy was there to pull me over to the barnacles-infested ladder LOL. jumping off that wooden thing really reminded me of peter pan which scared me so much, everything i got ready to jump i would imagine captain hook trying to push me off. bathing session was super hilarious with carrie and deborah cos they kept insulting choir in a weird way.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with WORLD CHOIR GAMES HUH!!! games are not meant to be games in the literal way okay. carrie made it seem like games are like hide and seek and everything -.- and track and field shirt? she said that the first picture on it looked like the person was getting ready to spear himself, the next was he was in the process of spearing himself and the last was he SUCCEEDED in spearing himself. omg la how lame is thatttt. its supposed to be RUNNING SHOTPUTTING AND JAVELINNNNN. but you know, at least that kept her from screaming "HURRY UP LA " in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;celebratory dinner was so good although we were quite a failre at cooking, LOL. our originated idea of fried rice turned into a disguised mashed potato, and long beans were super uncooked. haha but it was the most most most enthusiastic night ever! i was damn happy everyone actually agreed to cheer our stupid cheer!:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshall marshall all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Dont give up,&lt;br /&gt;thats what we say!&lt;br /&gt;Die also nevermind,&lt;br /&gt;All we got to do is try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why everyone thought that the the fourth line was particularly funny, but hey, at least we did it:D we displayed team spirit quite muchly i guess(: even though our end product wasnt really... edible i guess, heh. it was seriously the best night ever. and since it rained that night, all of us had to squeeze into mph to sleep. it was very cold, but definitely very heartwarming because everyone looked out for each other by sharing sleeping bags and bernard kindly lent us his tent and ground sheet.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th March&lt;br /&gt;the last day! cleaned up our dorm and store and all those "saikang" LOL. did the last group reflection about 30 min before debrief and eveyrone was really quite sad. spoke out our fears and lessons learnt. then we pledged to commit to our commitments by jumping to touch the bell. i was quite scared that i wasnt able to do it but i did(:  the last few moments we had together as Marshall really really made me feel like obs... is so horrible yet so special. it really taught me a lot of things, like how a team really works, how teamwork is so essential in everything we do, how to socialise, how to look out for others, how to be selfless, how to truly believe in yourself in eveyrhting you do, how to exceed your limits by constantly telling yourself "i can do it!" and so on. i guess this was why we cried when we were waiting for the boat. for a moment i hoped the 5days would come back, i hoped that i wouldnt have to back. but at the same time i really missed so many people, i missed my old life so its sort of sitting on the fence. but im glad ive been through obs, it changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we finally got off the jetty into the boat, it really marked the beginning of a new journey, by a new me with my new and really good friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs is now a string of memory to cherish, it cant take place again, but i promise it'll be deeply embedded in my heart that i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SbNtkwIjueI/AAAAAAAABzY/bGaH8lBX4FM/s1600-h/DSC01842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310708863763462626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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Marshall ftw!♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8105788335307339460?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8105788335307339460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8105788335307339460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8105788335307339460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8105788335307339460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SbNtkwIjueI/AAAAAAAABzY/bGaH8lBX4FM/s72-c/DSC01842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4087285627957864331</id><published>2009-02-28T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:00:21.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;說好的幸福呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳的回話凌亂著 在這個時刻&lt;br /&gt;我想起噴泉旁的白鴿 甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情緒莫名的拉扯 我還愛妳呢&lt;br /&gt;而妳斷斷續續唱著歌 假裝沒事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間過了 走了 愛情面臨選擇 妳冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;離開時的不快樂 妳用卡片手寫著 有些愛只給到這 真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了&lt;br /&gt;開心與不開心一一細數著 妳再不捨&lt;br /&gt;那些愛過的感覺都太深刻 我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著 要怎麼停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳的回話凌亂著 在這個時刻&lt;br /&gt;我想起噴泉旁的白鴿 甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情緒莫名的拉扯 我還愛妳呢&lt;br /&gt;而妳斷斷續續唱著歌 假裝沒事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間過了 走了 愛情面臨選擇 妳冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;離開時的不快樂 妳用卡片手寫著 有些愛只給到這 真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了&lt;br /&gt;開心與不開心一一細數著 妳再不捨&lt;br /&gt;那些愛過的感覺都太深刻 我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著 要怎麼停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著 要怎麼停呢&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4087285627957864331?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4087285627957864331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4087285627957864331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4087285627957864331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4087285627957864331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-415392122652998480</id><published>2009-02-26T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:51:34.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potatoes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaaZdrA1BnI/AAAAAAAABzI/QzjBnilIodA/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307097945944163954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaaZdrA1BnI/AAAAAAAABzI/QzjBnilIodA/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; memories♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha blog's quite dead now... dont know how people's blogs get so alive, maybe my ren2 yuan2 not good or something? or maybe people just dont know what to say. haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, today something very stupid but fascinating happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost my specs at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like aftr i bathed, i washed them and went outside to do personal stuff and then my specs suddenly disappeared, so i had to appear in school with amazing contacts that gave me blurr visions almost all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the worst thing anyone could say was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wenjing: you should have called it. your spectacles would have rung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?!?!??! omg la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wenjing writes the FUNNIEST ying yong wens everrrrrrr. its okay i shant elaborate on that:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for randomity, here are some of the quotes i copyrighted from peian/julie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Do you hurt? You fell from heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Do you know the way to the toilet? I'm lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;3) You are my train, I missed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I scratched my knee. I fell for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha these quotes are super corny. but quite sweet? still it gives people the creeps haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes i realised that i cant go for 205 class lunch tomorrow): have lunch praccc with ly. choir's been very tiring, syf's coming in less than 2 months. im really scared for this saturday; its the ultimate last chance of standing for i want to see them, or else our fate will be towards frog. we can do it, nyc!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obs is coming like in, 3 days? excited excited:D i hope my watch will be a good one, like i sort of know people there if not i'll take like prolly 3 days to know and socialise with people, yes i know im antisocial okay haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on another note, all the best to nynb&amp;amp;tennis bdiv! may the matches stop being postponed(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am feeling a little nutty now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, happy belated birthday rosanne and audrey♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-415392122652998480?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/415392122652998480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=415392122652998480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/415392122652998480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/415392122652998480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/potatoes.html' title='potatoes.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaaZdrA1BnI/AAAAAAAABzI/QzjBnilIodA/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8368722679928290012</id><published>2009-02-22T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:37:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bangs and clangs,</title><content type='html'>happy belated birthday, tania(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaDGnH6a5BI/AAAAAAAABy4/NGs-GeQ4Z4g/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305458736483722258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaDGnH6a5BI/AAAAAAAABy4/NGs-GeQ4Z4g/s400/DSC01824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i bet tania received loads loads loads of presents that she couldnt even handle all of them herself, haha. arent birthday just.. really heartening occasions? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, week has been crazy, felt like dying over a compo D: had some translation lesson for CLEP, started on coordinate geometry for math, PE badminton matches which are like :O:O, choir which was in utter confusion with position of mouths and sounds that were stuck in the throat, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhh. hopefully we'll pull through the workshop this saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had a.. rather interesting LA lesson on friday. ms teng let us roam around the 4th storey and open our eyes bigger to nanyang. i myself didnt find anything new, just realised that my eyes kept moving towards the classroom on the utmost right on the 3rd storey, which once held the life of 36 crazy and really different people, yet now  it looks like its all different. sad, isnt it? how life changes in such a pace.&lt;br /&gt;here's a picture of people reflecting on nanyang.(: how very inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305458737672422274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaDGnMV1A4I/AAAAAAAABzA/YLyt63nhaDo/s400/DSC01825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah many people including me just realised that OBS is less than 2 weeks away. been groaning about all the dirt and all the possible colonies of ticks (ew) stuck between your toes. mixed feelings about OBS, but sure that it will rock(: probably in a very unpleasant way with uninvited company though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last struggles before we go all out for nature!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8368722679928290012?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8368722679928290012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8368722679928290012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8368722679928290012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8368722679928290012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/bangs-and-clangs.html' title='the bangs and clangs,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SaDGnH6a5BI/AAAAAAAABy4/NGs-GeQ4Z4g/s72-c/DSC01824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1333821398934884788</id><published>2009-02-19T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:59:59.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes reduced to slits</title><content type='html'>GOSH, HOWWWW. i slept since like 5 till now and i've got incomplete LA SIA CL SIA CL COMPO LA ESSAY CORRECTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU JIAYOU MANNNNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;another night of hell, then subsequent nights of lesser hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1333821398934884788?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1333821398934884788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1333821398934884788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1333821398934884788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1333821398934884788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/eyes-reduced-to-slits.html' title='eyes reduced to slits'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7535955279546683702</id><published>2009-02-18T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:50:54.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black doves and wild puppies;</title><content type='html'>life's been not much of an amusement nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir's been leaning towards the downward motion, in physics context. moving in constant deceleration.. whatever. but its heartening to see that admist these battle periods, sop2s are finally struggling out of our cocoons to emerge.. and to face the world. recently discovered a very serious error in the technicality of my voice. and its really saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is another major tsunami that adds to my world of natural disasters; i dont get a single conclusion or even an idea out of what is written on the board. and apparently no one gets it, well at least its heartening to know that im not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workload's been terrible. had choir till 6, then cabbed home for tuition (omg i have TWO math tuitions) till like 930, and ate dinner in front of the computer doing LA. seriously.. is this called a no-lifer? or is it due to my horrible time management hahaha. been sleeping around 1 every night without afternoon naps, horrible, horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, am very puzzled about human connections/relationships. sometimes i really feel like a failure in the art of communication, sometimes too excessive and at other times too passive.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want a place that means love for the same activity to turn into a dungeon with stereotypes or other things that you might have in mind. i dont know, maybe its just me and my over-sensitivity again (how i wish i can be blind and deaf)&lt;br /&gt;another thing thats been hitting on me real hard is the thought of how i dont seem to be of any use almost everywhere. its probing on me so hard i want it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, so what if im not in it anymore? i know that i didnt deserve it in the first place and now i dont earn what everybody has. its probably within my control, but i guess thats just the way i am, no matter how i try to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it starts with a big F for failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7535955279546683702?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7535955279546683702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7535955279546683702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7535955279546683702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7535955279546683702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-doves-and-wild-puppies.html' title='black doves and wild puppies;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1473892623920064012</id><published>2009-02-16T20:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:36:13.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>share the love&lt;3</title><content type='html'>friday's prac and vday was awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;the whole second half of the week was awesome!! (okay not really) just that vday hyped things up a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;b&gt;LOYEE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's prac was quite accomplishing for nyc i heard, haha but i cant comment so much cos basically i've been away for like almost half of the prac changing and fitting into gowns.. but overall, i think.. zima was much better! yay i love zima(: it gives the uppety beat feeling. like comocompongo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and spent changing time with wenjing&amp;amp;tzehui who are all damn retarded HAHA. tzehui ripped her hongzi like OMG seriously ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlZtQzMN_I/AAAAAAAAByo/6KuSzTF6IEw/s1600-h/DSC01793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368670344132594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlZtQzMN_I/AAAAAAAAByo/6KuSzTF6IEw/s400/DSC01793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlZtLzpWMI/AAAAAAAAByg/HsOsSyQOra8/s1600-h/DSC01792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368669003864258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlZtLzpWMI/AAAAAAAAByg/HsOsSyQOra8/s400/DSC01792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay next to VDAY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i have never really celebrated vday as an official festive occasion.. but being an amateur at it this year, its with certainly zero regrets! :D haha vday package inclusive of leting&amp;amp;hcjc's 'under pressure'&amp;amp;roses♥ oh and of course, thanks to people who gave me lovely vday gifts:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yishun library with jolene in the afternoon for quite short time, mainly cos she needed to borrow my textbook which she wrote ALL sorts of nonsense in it LOL. then coincidentally we met shannon and her sister and her sister's friend i think.(: oh yes and the main highlight was then JJ LIN WAS WHERE WE WERE!! it all collaborates, doesnt it? everything that is so good happens on vday, haha. anyway, yes he was there, quite surprising but people were flooding the place so we didnt bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was venezia! dinner with leting(: it was nice sharing meatball baked rice both of us could never finish if we had one each. hearty talk like we always have(: failed at our attempt to get jac a flower cos there werent nice looking ones (sunflowers in that case) and it totally slipped our minds. saw many many people at the concert.. most surprising ones including chermain and rosanne! hahahha. "under pressure" was good and it was seriously long; lengthening up to almost 3 hours, which is like about 10times for drama. imagine the amount of effort + time the cast/crew put in. its definitely worth the $6(: the play was DAMN FUNNY and i cant forget the guy who said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I HATE ORANGE. ORANGE SUCKSSS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a damn macho but sexy voice LOL. and "dont touch my hand!" "if you are afraid of people touching you, how do you hold hands to sing council songs??" and the seriously freaking funny math teacher (or chem teacher).. and so much more. it was a good laughing remedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night around 1030 when it ended, chermain and i cabbed to yishun. went to watch red cliff 2 with my family which was so good it gave us the thumps the throbs everything.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;VDAY IS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and roses are the love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYSQebvPI/AAAAAAAAByY/gzxvqSZ81F0/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303367106888973554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYSQebvPI/AAAAAAAAByY/gzxvqSZ81F0/s400/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYSMJ8XoI/AAAAAAAAByQ/LnYPJajVsKk/s1600-h/DSCN2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303367105729289858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYSMJ8XoI/AAAAAAAAByQ/LnYPJajVsKk/s400/DSCN2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYRwzay1I/AAAAAAAAByI/yqmDhMi8hlI/s1600-h/DSCN2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303367098387057490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYRwzay1I/AAAAAAAAByI/yqmDhMi8hlI/s400/DSCN2457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do you realise that whenever we take this "duet" photos, we are always positioned in the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXheUNG8I/AAAAAAAABx4/7-kY11leNC4/s1600-h/DSCN2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303366268790578114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXheUNG8I/AAAAAAAABx4/7-kY11leNC4/s400/DSCN2463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXhM_3frI/AAAAAAAABxw/A0vNpleAksE/s1600-h/DSCN2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303366264141872818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXhM_3frI/AAAAAAAABxw/A0vNpleAksE/s400/DSCN2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXg3cIP0I/AAAAAAAABxo/l_tHjz-S3yQ/s1600-h/DSCN2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303366258354831170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXg3cIP0I/AAAAAAAABxo/l_tHjz-S3yQ/s400/DSCN2461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXguiz8II/AAAAAAAABxg/sSgV3KOxGVw/s1600-h/DSCN2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303366255966941314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXguiz8II/AAAAAAAABxg/sSgV3KOxGVw/s400/DSCN2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXgs-EwXI/AAAAAAAABxY/0rBVtrs5TAg/s1600-h/ppm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303366255544418674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlXgs-EwXI/AAAAAAAABxY/0rBVtrs5TAg/s400/ppm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYRgI41GI/AAAAAAAAByA/k9i7PF2TjBA/s1600-h/DSCN2477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303367093913703522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlYRgI41GI/AAAAAAAAByA/k9i7PF2TjBA/s400/DSCN2477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lovely, lovely bouquet(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was my vday, how was yours?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, ive got truckloads of work to complete and blah blah. and im really happy our LA sia problem is RESOLVED(: yeahyeahyeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i had a mass photo transfer on sunday; i'll be posting the rest of the pictures we took on 2301 that i owe nyc/205 soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1473892623920064012?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1473892623920064012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1473892623920064012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1473892623920064012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1473892623920064012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/share-love3.html' title='share the love&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SZlZtQzMN_I/AAAAAAAAByo/6KuSzTF6IEw/s72-c/DSC01793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6247505985987540621</id><published>2009-02-12T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:04:35.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just the beginning,</title><content type='html'>choir tomorrow, need to buck up. really need to work on my voice, cos it sucks and its going very out of tune nowadays, sharp and flat and its too babyish, needs more depth. i guess this is where the busy period starts haunting on us. SYF is coming in april, and i dont think we're anywhere near halfway done. JYJY mandy, nyc, sop2s&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;once you cant, there's no way you ever will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6247505985987540621?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6247505985987540621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6247505985987540621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6247505985987540621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6247505985987540621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-beginning.html' title='its just the beginning,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8263447204342689345</id><published>2009-02-06T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:50:49.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upside down,</title><content type='html'>today was relatively tiring but fun, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;304 had our very first class breakfast:D everyone was hurrying towards the canteen once the bell rang and aftr our very bombastic food cheer, we crashed through the food gates and started cracking!&lt;br /&gt;haha spaghetti sauce ran out again; next time i should request for more sauce huh! the chips were so good; the combo was good, everything was so good. although it was a mere one hour, im sure like we got to know many people better thru that silly "i have never..." game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures do the talking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPpx3TyI/AAAAAAAABxQ/8TXV1nM453M/s1600-h/DSCN2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710086467768098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPpx3TyI/AAAAAAAABxQ/8TXV1nM453M/s400/DSCN2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joy's backview, featuring eunice's tweeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPjydgsI/AAAAAAAABxI/vNvQ6cW_q7I/s1600-h/DSCN2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710084859658946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPjydgsI/AAAAAAAABxI/vNvQ6cW_q7I/s400/DSCN2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mad fivesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPVmxltI/AAAAAAAABxA/4EpxWwn_29s/s1600-h/DSCN2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710081052546770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPVmxltI/AAAAAAAABxA/4EpxWwn_29s/s400/DSCN2439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awesome pieces of cakes for jan babies and jamie:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPIdBEVI/AAAAAAAABw4/8bNYPlHqX7M/s1600-h/DSCN2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710077521957202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPIdBEVI/AAAAAAAABw4/8bNYPlHqX7M/s400/DSCN2442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZpAUZ9gI/AAAAAAAABww/Ts-4z0CFK5Q/s1600-h/DSCN2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709422503327234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZpAUZ9gI/AAAAAAAABww/Ts-4z0CFK5Q/s400/DSCN2443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class photo-duan1 zheng4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZo3_e2KI/AAAAAAAABwo/5y3hnVtB3RE/s1600-h/DSCN2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709420268083362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZo3_e2KI/AAAAAAAABwo/5y3hnVtB3RE/s400/DSCN2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is where the fun comes in. pink panther likes to twirl her long arms around people's necks :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZor9eg1I/AAAAAAAABwg/XOWoDupySaU/s1600-h/DSCN2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709417038447442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZor9eg1I/AAAAAAAABwg/XOWoDupySaU/s400/DSCN2445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZoTPNeWI/AAAAAAAABwY/vhsXEe5FMu8/s1600-h/DSCN2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709410401941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZoTPNeWI/AAAAAAAABwY/vhsXEe5FMu8/s400/DSCN2446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our class looks cosy.. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZoLI5tJI/AAAAAAAABwQ/7N22n4HYt7Y/s1600-h/DSCN2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709408227996818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxZoLI5tJI/AAAAAAAABwQ/7N22n4HYt7Y/s400/DSCN2447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yaaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then during recess, we had a birthday celebration for sop2's dear dear SL: REBEKAH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECKS!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you like sop2's gift and cake and nyc's cake!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYkFStx2I/AAAAAAAABv4/wDvORh3cJbQ/s1600-h/DSCN2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299708238427440994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYkFStx2I/AAAAAAAABv4/wDvORh3cJbQ/s400/DSCN2450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYjukHz1I/AAAAAAAABvw/nd_imuYlWys/s1600-h/DSCN2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299708232326434642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYjukHz1I/AAAAAAAABvw/nd_imuYlWys/s400/DSCN2449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir was very enlightening; after the 3 h which felt like just 1 second, sense of accomplishment started filling in, and man it felt damn good(: zima rocks! yeah nyc, we can do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after choir, sop2s had photo taking:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299708245289818626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYke21WgI/AAAAAAAABwA/NLotqEoTrgw/s400/DSCN2451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYkWkhB8I/AAAAAAAABwI/CUpoPTBZxc0/s1600-h/DSCN2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299708243065505730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxYkWkhB8I/AAAAAAAABwI/CUpoPTBZxc0/s400/DSCN2452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went home with jolene after tomyam-ing with leting loyee and her, reached home at around 845 then played audi for like once in a blue moon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;conclusion: fridays=chionged but always the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8263447204342689345?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8263447204342689345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8263447204342689345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8263447204342689345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8263447204342689345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/upside-down.html' title='upside down,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYxaPpx3TyI/AAAAAAAABxQ/8TXV1nM453M/s72-c/DSCN2432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6469682811536510828</id><published>2009-02-05T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:01:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYq2O1PQBgI/AAAAAAAABvo/fWmQ7W-OUUk/s1600-h/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299248277480277506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYq2O1PQBgI/AAAAAAAABvo/fWmQ7W-OUUk/s400/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6469682811536510828?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6469682811536510828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6469682811536510828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6469682811536510828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6469682811536510828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/heart-filled-with-daggers.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYq2O1PQBgI/AAAAAAAABvo/fWmQ7W-OUUk/s72-c/Sad_Wombat_In_Snow_by_ursulav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1826050338311938855</id><published>2009-02-02T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:21:23.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mix &amp; match,</title><content type='html'>havent updated in awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY was okay; mine wasnt as exciting as others (as seen from others' photos) and we have a sad life, cos we are not very photogenic so no one takes photos during CNY, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos taken at different times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHRckDjI/AAAAAAAABvg/rcvGZ0F3tgg/s1600-h/DSC01754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298171725729762866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHRckDjI/AAAAAAAABvg/rcvGZ0F3tgg/s400/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stupid jolene and her tissue mouth =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHIHqq0I/AAAAAAAABvY/Kk1or1zfgcE/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298171723226196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHIHqq0I/AAAAAAAABvY/Kk1or1zfgcE/s400/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;3 friends discussing MY homework:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHFzpPEI/AAAAAAAABvQ/hq2NlNN-KQs/s1600-h/DSC01744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298171722605345858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHFzpPEI/AAAAAAAABvQ/hq2NlNN-KQs/s400/DSC01744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; netballers alike; black and weird looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiBMYylRI/AAAAAAAABvI/23m-x1T8Zek/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298170521780917522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiBMYylRI/AAAAAAAABvI/23m-x1T8Zek/s400/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D this was taken really long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiA2gVt2I/AAAAAAAABvA/zpJV2Zjjyco/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298170515907000162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiA2gVt2I/AAAAAAAABvA/zpJV2Zjjyco/s400/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sop 2s&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i was just browsing thru my photos.. and found these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiA8mOX4I/AAAAAAAABu4/6nJY6E5nbcU/s1600-h/DSCN1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298170517542297474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiA8mOX4I/AAAAAAAABu4/6nJY6E5nbcU/s400/DSCN1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lsc(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiAH-7OqI/AAAAAAAABuw/iJ7XPiJexRc/s1600-h/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298170503418821282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbiAH-7OqI/AAAAAAAABuw/iJ7XPiJexRc/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;class gathering 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbh_4mO9vI/AAAAAAAABuo/TKhG5P-JJIc/s1600-h/DSCN1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298170499288725234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbh_4mO9vI/AAAAAAAABuo/TKhG5P-JJIc/s400/DSCN1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; c&amp;amp;d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really miss 205, very muchly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love group photos, we shall take them more often okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, anyway the cow in 304 is going to be destroyed soon, i think all of us should take a class photo with it:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, here's belated/advanced birthday wishes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd Jan/ Evie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th Jan/ Vanessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17th Jan/ Qiu Luan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th Jan/ Minqhee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31st Jan/ Ziwei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd Feb/ Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, ohohoh thanks tania for the very sweet compiled letters from 205; love it to bits:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha tomorrow shall rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1826050338311938855?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1826050338311938855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1826050338311938855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1826050338311938855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1826050338311938855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/mix-match.html' title='mix &amp; match,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SYbjHRckDjI/AAAAAAAABvg/rcvGZ0F3tgg/s72-c/DSC01754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5755959299251214434</id><published>2009-01-25T23:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:09:42.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>240109&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay im here for another update on this special&amp;amp;v memorable day:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;planned none other than shannon and jolene &amp;amp; yuka and junqi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was the first ultimate time i got shocked by my friends, like seriously. O: so this is how the story goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one fine day jolene and shannon came to tell me to meet them at amk mrt station at 2pm on 24th jan. which was absolutely weird cos no one ever goes out that late. and subsequently i was surfing through shannon's phone and saw "amanda's mother" in her inbox, which adds to the suspicion. but anyhow, i dont know how they got away with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so on 24th i was rather tired and drowsy after a long day on 23rd, but i managd to drag myself outta bed by 10, so that i could have enough time to prepare+travel. had breakfast, then went upstairs to call both of them to ask if dinner was included. jolene didnt answer and shannon said she was eating medicine o.o kinda believed that cos the background was quite quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly at this exact mo my mother came to tell me to get ready for a family outing at some fish pond thing, so i went to get changed and brush teeth blah blah. and she came again to tell me to hurry up, cos my dad wanted to ask me something. i was quite irritated already, and was grumbling grumbling the whole way that she had to drag me and when i was on my journey down the stairs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw very.. familiar but unfamiliar hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;familiar because i've seen it so many times before at many places, but unfamiliar because i didnt know what it was doing there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this sort of revelation really scared me. cos it was SHANNON. and before i even got the catch of everything there was this.. birthday song bursting through the whole house and my mouth literally hanged open:O so mymother LAUGHEDDD(omg she tricked me) and she pulled me down the stairs. i was damn embarassed cos i was wearing ragged clothes and omg they must have heard the rumblings!!!!!! anyway, cut the beautiful heart-shaped cake, which unfortunately i dont have a picture of cos i was too busy trying to find reality. shannon has those though(: and we all feasted on the cake. thanks shannon and jolene, the cake was fabulous:D was quite surprised to see yuka there cos she lives miles away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah then four of them waited a terribly long time for me to get changed + get ready for our movie in orchard. bus trip was interesting cos yuka was trying to teach shannon jap, and we realised jolene has abs for nuts, and junqi was sneaking photos on us. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyF5QLvSQI/AAAAAAAABuM/6YJX72_s9Ck/s1600-h/DSCN2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295254480524101890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyF5QLvSQI/AAAAAAAABuM/6YJX72_s9Ck/s400/DSCN2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;indiv ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295254486596087122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyF5mzabVI/AAAAAAAABuU/asxdYRMPhoE/s400/DSCN2376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQ0Z8NbI/AAAAAAAABt8/XD6jI4R6HY0/s1600-h/DSCN2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295253785872709042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQ0Z8NbI/AAAAAAAABt8/XD6jI4R6HY0/s400/DSCN2381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQnvRn5I/AAAAAAAABt0/8j15Vz2ZC94/s1600-h/DSCN2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295253782472531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQnvRn5I/AAAAAAAABt0/8j15Vz2ZC94/s400/DSCN2380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQbVADeI/AAAAAAAABts/hnbW3tjpjK0/s1600-h/DSCN2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295253779141103074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQbVADeI/AAAAAAAABts/hnbW3tjpjK0/s400/DSCN2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg puckerfish:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQOuCEFI/AAAAAAAABtk/WYkddChiJno/s1600-h/DSCN2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295253775756431442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFQOuCEFI/AAAAAAAABtk/WYkddChiJno/s400/DSCN2378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sometime later, we reached cineleisure. bought tickets for the wedding game then went down to the food court for lunch. the movie was quite nice; plot's quite common and predictive but the acting and laughy stuff make it all look good. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the theatre was quite cold according to my 4 accomplices, but i didnt find it too cold, actually. only there was this point of time when leemingshun was proposing to fannwong then i felt shivers down my spine, haha. half the time i shared jacket with jolene+snuggled close together. she was freezing till her teeth chattered so i gave her my jacket in the end, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295253790766049026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyFRGompwI/AAAAAAAABuE/Ffw6_3pRjgc/s400/DSCN2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;group photo @ cine:D; dear dear friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the movie, shannon had to go home): so all of us took the mrt back(: yuka had to go the opp direction,so it was left with us 4. when we reached yishun we walked around north point helping shannon find a skirt, but quite to no avail, haha. (OP's skirts are too short and big at the waist line!!). then sometime later, shannon met her sis and mom. and then junqi went to meet her mom at cold storage so it was left with jolene and me, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end it was left with jolene and me, haha. she brought me on a tour in the new building (what's it called ah!) and then her mom told her to have dinner outside. there wasnt much to eat @ yishun so we went to raffles place, where we walked for a long long time befor we actually settled down at the food court to have dinner (LOL)the othr places cost a bomb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had B&amp;amp;J's after that:D:D and then went for a short walk to the esplanade.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295263151607879394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyNx-fNluI/AAAAAAAABuc/MFeqI1ZZ1J0/s400/DSCN2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear fellow piggy bestie, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home around 9+ and had bbq (again) with family. im gaining weight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh i have no idea why time has to pass so fast when you are having fun, but thats reality. i wish that this day will never end; it feels like im in the hands of my loved ones and they will take care of everything for me hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nevertheless, thank you jolene, shannon, junqi and yuka for such a wonderful day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy cny to all out there(: may you all have a blessed year ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5755959299251214434?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5755959299251214434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5755959299251214434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5755959299251214434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5755959299251214434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/2401093.html' title='240109&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXyF5QLvSQI/AAAAAAAABuM/6YJX72_s9Ck/s72-c/DSCN2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2360223278603171961</id><published>2009-01-25T16:12:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:04:58.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply the best&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past few days were amazing and really, really good. Once again, a big shoutout to those who gave me wonderful presents, wished me, screamed into my ear “happy birthday” (chuanling), gave me very meaningful cards that made me cry, wrote me chunlians, including one that wished me to grow taller (meizhen&amp;amp;dear 304), organized superb surprises for me(Jolene, Shannon&amp;amp;yuka, junqi), those that took so much effort to come to my bbq although you live miles away, those who took time off and sacrificed whatever they have to come to my bbq, etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really warms my heart to know how much people care, and i really really appreciate it. Thank you all so much! LOVE!!!&lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures are overwhelming. And unfortunately, on 23rd my hideous cam went out of batt so most of the other photos are in my dad’s old black vintage cam. So probably It wouldn’t be so soon before I can get the complete set of photos, especially when its Chinese new year. Anyhow, I shall update with whatever I have at hand first, in case I get haunted by several people O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23rd jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gathered at the usual spot with 2/5ers in the morning, where they sang the first birthday song:D and then went on to chunlian writing, and 304 was really sweet:D like they congregated into a big circle and stared at meizhen writing calligraphy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295146614822145266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjypIWDPI/AAAAAAAABqc/wixxsrllt7Q/s400/DSCN2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy people:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzhEbEKI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jy2r540dlR8/s1600-h/DSCN2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295146629838082210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzhEbEKI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jy2r540dlR8/s400/DSCN2351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzaX5RAI/AAAAAAAABq0/08yyYLvxoMM/s1600-h/chunlian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295146628040705026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzaX5RAI/AAAAAAAABq0/08yyYLvxoMM/s400/chunlian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzN4jgSI/AAAAAAAABqs/daP8B61P2DM/s1600-h/DSCN2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295146624688029986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjzN4jgSI/AAAAAAAABqs/daP8B61P2DM/s400/DSCN2350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjy8jVyQI/AAAAAAAABqk/TD8cBD3r3t0/s1600-h/DSCN2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295146620035647746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjy8jVyQI/AAAAAAAABqk/TD8cBD3r3t0/s400/DSCN2349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thank you meizhen for your beautiful calligraphy+304+hsiaofong and ziwei for acting shorter to make me feel good:D its the first time i ever had my heart warmed by a bunch of quite unfamiliar people and i really am very touched(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha i foresee a really good two years of friendship and comrades with 304ers! oh and heard that we got first for classroom deco:D&lt;br /&gt;whoooo! go treeforest!♥304!♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when it was 830 i rushed up to m3 for choir. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1ps3kDI/AAAAAAAABrk/VHxncCNyVUM/s1600-h/DSCN2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295157661631221810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1ps3kDI/AAAAAAAABrk/VHxncCNyVUM/s400/DSCN2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sop 2s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1ZzAp5I/AAAAAAAABrc/sKR3Kr-ufa8/s1600-h/DSCN2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295157657362016146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1ZzAp5I/AAAAAAAABrc/sKR3Kr-ufa8/s400/DSCN2355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sop1s(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1RZe4pI/AAAAAAAABrU/zhFdEVPPsQ0/s1600-h/DSCN2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295157655107461778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1RZe4pI/AAAAAAAABrU/zhFdEVPPsQ0/s400/DSCN2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a2s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1KadB2I/AAAAAAAABrM/enBvEdD0Lf0/s1600-h/DSCN2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295157653232486242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt1KadB2I/AAAAAAAABrM/enBvEdD0Lf0/s400/DSCN2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yoyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt055fwuI/AAAAAAAABrE/mRhoXYio1ik/s1600-h/DSCN2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295157648799285986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwt055fwuI/AAAAAAAABrE/mRhoXYio1ik/s400/DSCN2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amanda lam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a long time before we went onstage and sang our hearts out but the audience couldnt hear a thing. anyways, met jerlyn with youming and joyce and we went back to rosyth together. couldnt stand the attitude of the school so we scramed home. jerlyn and joyce came to my house, and then joyce went back to rosyth and the guys came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;subsequently after that more people kept flowing in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeujia was being funny about all the maids in my house and the way she described it my house is like a childcare for people and plants. hahaha. sky was being terribly adored by people, and couldnt help smiling when 2/5ers and 3/4ers came:D and of course, not to miss out nychoristers and 601!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bbq was great, many people were eating and eating and i was buzzing around to make sure that everyone was okay, haha. it was quite fun i guess. and i was really glad to hear laughters(: i guess this was an opportunity for people to mix around, cos amazingly, one moment i looked back and saw 601ners talking, and the next i saw meizhen and kahyan talking so i was pretty shocked. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are half the stock of pictures i have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFrSGacI/AAAAAAAABtc/2f6HDpwLST8/s1600-h/DSCN2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295163434491865538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFrSGacI/AAAAAAAABtc/2f6HDpwLST8/s400/DSCN2361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people watching 200 pounds beauty(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFGfCs1I/AAAAAAAABtU/0HwI4k7Wj-o/s1600-h/DSCN2360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295163424614036306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFGfCs1I/AAAAAAAABtU/0HwI4k7Wj-o/s400/DSCN2360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFIi8trI/AAAAAAAABtM/pqZfX-2HCZg/s1600-h/DSCN2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295163425167292082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzFIi8trI/AAAAAAAABtM/pqZfX-2HCZg/s400/DSCN2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the Js.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzE1sbkFI/AAAAAAAABtE/tsdE_F63VDc/s1600-h/DSCN2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295163420106788946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzE1sbkFI/AAAAAAAABtE/tsdE_F63VDc/s400/DSCN2358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jane, jerlyn, cass, me, xiaoyun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzEaXVE5I/AAAAAAAABs8/5GRO7Yc856A/s1600-h/DSCN2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295163412770526098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwzEaXVE5I/AAAAAAAABs8/5GRO7Yc856A/s400/DSCN2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRmdLmzI/AAAAAAAABs0/ZrwAbsl73zU/s1600-h/DSCN2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295162539842968370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRmdLmzI/AAAAAAAABs0/ZrwAbsl73zU/s400/DSCN2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; edlois the piano master and jolene making yeujia laugh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRl1m84I/AAAAAAAABss/eiN_-aDoSPo/s1600-h/DSCN2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295162539676988290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRl1m84I/AAAAAAAABss/eiN_-aDoSPo/s400/DSCN2365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 601♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRDuTtpI/AAAAAAAABsk/JyN_57pQEpI/s1600-h/DSCN2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295162530519561874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyRDuTtpI/AAAAAAAABsk/JyN_57pQEpI/s400/DSCN2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyQ6Guk9I/AAAAAAAABsc/nkJeObnSdAg/s1600-h/DSCN2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295162527937631186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyQ6Guk9I/AAAAAAAABsc/nkJeObnSdAg/s400/DSCN2363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyQlDAXOI/AAAAAAAABsU/UvFxMvWwTn0/s1600-h/DSCN2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295162522284874978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwyQlDAXOI/AAAAAAAABsU/UvFxMvWwTn0/s400/DSCN2362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie, shanping, jueying(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnV3GQvI/AAAAAAAABsM/asXOpn6zguc/s1600-h/DSCN2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295161813833761522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnV3GQvI/AAAAAAAABsM/asXOpn6zguc/s400/DSCN2367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnAhOE1I/AAAAAAAABsE/sdO2EOxPmgI/s1600-h/DSCN2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295161808104854354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnAhOE1I/AAAAAAAABsE/sdO2EOxPmgI/s400/DSCN2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnMu_SnI/AAAAAAAABr8/nwRYPqoLMyg/s1600-h/DSCN2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295161811383831154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxnMu_SnI/AAAAAAAABr8/nwRYPqoLMyg/s400/DSCN2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxm-IpSWI/AAAAAAAABr0/bKfMnkF4Uc0/s1600-h/DSCN2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295161807464909154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxm-IpSWI/AAAAAAAABr0/bKfMnkF4Uc0/s400/DSCN2370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxmemAQGI/AAAAAAAABrs/5Ui9jX87ff0/s1600-h/DSCN2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295161798998114402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwxmemAQGI/AAAAAAAABrs/5Ui9jX87ff0/s400/DSCN2371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 601 again♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops thats all i have. rest assured, i really ddint lose the photos with 2/5 and NYC whoops. will upload them soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, a big big big shoutout of THANKS to these people:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;from rosyth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;jerlyn, yiren, junkiat, shawn, yuxuan, nataniel, edlois, jane, xiaoyun, cassandra, christine, natalie, jueying, andrea, kahyan, siyun, charis, delena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you guys for coming although its been a whole 3 years since i've seen some of you, or at least a month for the rest. really appreciate your effort to come. love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from 2/5;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jolene, shannon, vanessa, audrey, jianing, saiying, joyce, junqi, evie, shanping, lynn, julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my dear twofivers who spent so much time to come, too. thank you all so muchhhly for coming, especially when some of you or most live far off yck. i love you all! ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;from NYC;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yeujia, wenjing, adeline, loyee, leting, baoxian, tzehui, youming, amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and people who i have the same dear passion as, thanks for coming(: hope you guys had a great time singing to people who appreciate our voices so much (siyun, HAHA) and of course, in loyee's case, eating. love you guys♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last but not least, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;304;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;meizhen, shufang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thank you so so much. although i havent been really close to you and known you so much at all, its been great having you here. i really really appreciate all the effort you guys made to come and i was really really glad to see you(: hope you guys had fun! LOVELOVE.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything will be etched deeply in my heart; i'll never forget this day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2360223278603171961?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2360223278603171961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2360223278603171961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2360223278603171961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2360223278603171961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/simply-best3.html' title='simply the best&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXwjypIWDPI/AAAAAAAABqc/wixxsrllt7Q/s72-c/DSCN2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4264434165031788521</id><published>2009-01-22T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:47:44.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doubts;</title><content type='html'>hahaha so here i am spending the remaining hours of my fourteenth year before hell comes and force me to grow upD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly all the excitement vanished today.. or rather sinked right deep into the depths of nowhere. IRONY IRONY IRONY. i dont want to feel old beside classmates/people, especially when i have a &lt;i&gt;special&lt;/i&gt; height):):):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and frankly, im worried for tomorrow's bbq. response didnt turn out so well cos everyone lives far off my lounge. but really, thanks to those who are making the effort to come although you live miles away&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im going to study for bio quiz now.. nothing else to do eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4264434165031788521?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4264434165031788521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4264434165031788521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4264434165031788521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4264434165031788521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/doubts.html' title='doubts;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7774952459391854261</id><published>2009-01-21T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:05:28.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of something new;</title><content type='html'>today was pretty good(: although the LA essay kinda freaked many of us out, at least we've gotten past it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lessons turned out pretty interesting today;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bio was a tough mind workout, math was just plain freaky, IH was freakishly hilarious, LA was a mad rush to finish the essay, and CLC lecture was... very insightful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha today was the judging day for cny decorations, and everyone in 304 gotcracking during lunch and after school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698500988698866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-vUtzAPI/AAAAAAAABmU/KY6dO3F-bbU/s400/DSC01718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hsiaofong!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698502504288866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-vaXJEmI/AAAAAAAABmc/i9V9gKBVK8g/s400/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minqhee in a seducing stance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698501386847458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-vWMuROI/AAAAAAAABmk/DJElWYtaDiM/s400/DSC01720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698508574338306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-vw-WrQI/AAAAAAAABms/tPmLtJs1slM/s400/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698509434954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-v0LioxI/AAAAAAAABm0/XONiJpliBuQ/s400/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MOO thing looks like a computerized bubble, so cool right:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698790549431266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb_ALadI-I/AAAAAAAABm8/7ZulHxod8I4/s400/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293698821364753842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb_B-NZpbI/AAAAAAAABnE/EBNya1WdUX4/s400/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the end product! :D&lt;br /&gt;the effect of teamwork(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha so the last bit of school was spent in 304 helping out with the AEPers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"give me the scissors, please? thanks thanks, love love!"&lt;br /&gt;"amanda! help me cut out the 3!"&lt;br /&gt;"stapler leh? stapler! thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;"got anymore blue paper? aiyo,no more ah.AIYO!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the list goes on and on. haha.&lt;br /&gt;304 is quite interesting, with weird and funnily high people.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in courtesy of meizhen)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA this is your small little corner i left for you okay! be honoured:D (kidding) you coolpok, sleepyhead! haha today i could see your eyes almost closing during almost all the lessons! sleep more, seriously(: hehheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7774952459391854261?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7774952459391854261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7774952459391854261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7774952459391854261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7774952459391854261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/start-of-something-new.html' title='start of something new;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXb-vUtzAPI/AAAAAAAABmU/KY6dO3F-bbU/s72-c/DSC01718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6105844235094463702</id><published>2009-01-20T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:07:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wppm; "Most Unforgettable Birthday Celebration"</title><content type='html'>sunday was awesome; though it may have been a mad rush due to time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall let the pictures do the talking first;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoXrKV0nI/AAAAAAAABmE/EL4KxrZF1-s/s1600-h/DSCN2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392430464619122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoXrKV0nI/AAAAAAAABmE/EL4KxrZF1-s/s400/DSCN2339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in ben&amp;amp;jerry at dempseys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoXLeSvnI/AAAAAAAABl8/knA5zs_Pfdo/s1600-h/DSCN2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392421958368882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoXLeSvnI/AAAAAAAABl8/knA5zs_Pfdo/s400/DSCN2336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE(: in botanic gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JUMP SHOTS!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoW10cSwI/AAAAAAAABl0/MWLoKiylEBY/s1600-h/DSCN2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392416145689346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoW10cSwI/AAAAAAAABl0/MWLoKiylEBY/s400/DSCN2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy juniors:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoWrLJigI/AAAAAAAABls/_WxQKaoUaDo/s1600-h/DSCN2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392413288139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoWrLJigI/AAAAAAAABls/_WxQKaoUaDo/s400/DSCN2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay the best shot ever (by leting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnn0IuppI/AAAAAAAABlc/9JNopR8G3Gw/s1600-h/DSCN2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391608240055954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnn0IuppI/AAAAAAAABlc/9JNopR8G3Gw/s400/DSCN2329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ha-ha-ha. look at loyee, wenjing's like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnnGfr6kI/AAAAAAAABlU/lzat8GhdnKI/s1600-h/DSCN2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391595988314690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnnGfr6kI/AAAAAAAABlU/lzat8GhdnKI/s400/DSCN2327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all these failure photos are taken by none other than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnml5iK0I/AAAAAAAABlM/hKBK5J2aK3s/s1600-h/DSCN2326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391587238357826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnml5iK0I/AAAAAAAABlM/hKBK5J2aK3s/s400/DSCN2326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnmWJ9FoI/AAAAAAAABlE/38GB1g7cvFQ/s1600-h/DSCN2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391583012263554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnmWJ9FoI/AAAAAAAABlE/38GB1g7cvFQ/s400/DSCN2323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wenjing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnlupHAcI/AAAAAAAABk8/8Jkb23X03sI/s1600-h/DSCN2308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391572405518786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXnlupHAcI/AAAAAAAABk8/8Jkb23X03sI/s400/DSCN2308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LWL&lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2-ppRLI/AAAAAAAABk0/KwFxBx76ytY/s1600-h/DSCN2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293390769248879794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2-ppRLI/AAAAAAAABk0/KwFxBx76ytY/s400/DSCN2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; outside botanic gardens(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2v8kuoI/AAAAAAAABks/MpmdCXfk4F4/s1600-h/DSCN2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293390765301742210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2v8kuoI/AAAAAAAABks/MpmdCXfk4F4/s400/DSCN2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crazy picture at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2XFEtPI/AAAAAAAABkk/CRtH8Ym0tXc/s1600-h/DSCN2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293390758626505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2XFEtPI/AAAAAAAABkk/CRtH8Ym0tXc/s400/DSCN2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; birthday girl! (note the skin tone diff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2AWK7kI/AAAAAAAABkc/lZjn_hlO4Kg/s1600-h/DSCN2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293390752524201538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm2AWK7kI/AAAAAAAABkc/lZjn_hlO4Kg/s400/DSCN2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH this is the cool one. look at this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293393352358598914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXpNVe_mQI/AAAAAAAABmM/FFB8f5SIW4M/s400/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;striking resemblance eh? &lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm1oZ_pCI/AAAAAAAABkU/LS4iBFa1LN0/s1600-h/DSCN2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293390746097787938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXm1oZ_pCI/AAAAAAAABkU/LS4iBFa1LN0/s400/DSCN2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loyee and wenjing; the tallies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha the rest are up on facebook! (plus a few rather lame videos of butt shaking and doremi jumping!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would like to thank loyee and leting for spending time and so much effort into this, although school's starting to get busy.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really had loadsa fun, the type of feeling you will have on a day out with people you love. the heartwarming feeling:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;met like at 1130 in the morning and watched ponyo(: it didnt turn out to be THAT dumb after all. the story was really good, although quite impossible and unimaginable but it reminds me of love(: during the movie screening Ls presented wenjing and me with really delicious cakes:D love em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, we headed to mosburger for a hearty lunch (which only applies to loyee) and started talking like what we always do. went to botanic gardens after that, after detouring alot. had lots of fun in there, playing laoyingzhuoxiaoji and videoing/camwhoring all sorts of lame things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben and jerry at dempseys after that. amazing place!!! the totally perfect ambience for such company(: shall bring more people there next time! ate and talked and wenjing had to go home so we all went back to orchard, and loyee leting and i went for dinner at wisma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home around 930. felt really exhausted by the end of the day but yet we still managed to talk a lot, alot of nonsense:D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wenjing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you liked the keychain!:D its been awhile (almost 2 years) since i've known you, and we've got closer through these few months. really adore having you as a friend; youre the kind who really perks me up whenever i see you, and thats really good, right?(: having those heartwarming talks with you and sometimes the Ls really brightens my life up, cos at times when im feeling down, i still feel the support you give me. thank you for all that you've done, through your actions, through your words, and through the various times you humoured/laughed with me. i will never ever forget those moments(: laughing with you really hypes me up and gives me energy to move on, like "i'll do it for wenjing!" i'll have that special motivation in me. thank you too for being a great listening ear, whenever we have those small lil talks along the corridor or when we are waiting for some certain thing. its really amazing to have you as a batchmate, and a close friend. and especially for certain issues, i feel that you can really empathize with me, and it makes me feel loads better (: thank you, LR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday wenjing! may your 15th year be blessed and filled with love&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6105844235094463702?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6105844235094463702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6105844235094463702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6105844235094463702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6105844235094463702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/wppm-most-unforgettable-birthday.html' title='wppm; &quot;Most Unforgettable Birthday Celebration&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SXXoXrKV0nI/AAAAAAAABmE/EL4KxrZF1-s/s72-c/DSCN2339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2738795598908283667</id><published>2009-01-20T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:46:04.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday momma&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2738795598908283667?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2738795598908283667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2738795598908283667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2738795598908283667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2738795598908283667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-momma3.html' title=''/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8398899177079092374</id><published>2009-01-18T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:36:43.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of line,</title><content type='html'>hello world:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's quite satisfying; mother's surprise birthday celebration turned out successful enough. despite the number of ramblings by my fussy dad and his automated lack of humour that threatened to let the cat out of the bag, he has been good enough not to spill the beans(: haha, dinner was a terrible 3 hour long. but still had a lot of fun with my mom:D before dinner, in the morning i had my new math tuition. boy it was damn long, 2h15min. the teacher didnt get my hint after i sighed so many times and she just kept saying, "okay next!" and the way she speaks feels like im flying, cant really catch up:/ oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;then slept and did LA online, and went out for a simple haircut. fringe's back to normal, but it looks kind of puffy and all. (omg stop saying im a mushroom, julie/jolene/beishi!!!) hahaha. and when i reached home, my ultimate company is msn. love talking on msn with jolene/saiying, about nonsense and all.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,been spending the week doing work, relaxing at times when i wasnt supposed to, and of course, lovely choir. im starting to take interest on "i want to see them" and enjoying myself instead of wheeping over itzuki! yeahyeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go rush my work now, cos tomorrow i'll be owned by wppm&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8398899177079092374?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8398899177079092374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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like its already coming to the end of the second week, horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school feels quite good, but homework's thrashing into my brain and all of us are gearing up to get worn out, haha. i now hereby declare that math class is the most amusing lesson i ever ever have, what with hsiaofong always clutching her head between her hands and saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my head's going to burst!!!" or “我的头要爆炸了！！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when our teacher was teaching completing a square, both of us were the only blurr ones while the others were busy scribbling away. she never, never fails to crack me up with her.. confused and amusing expressions, haha lame person(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new lab partner's claire, nice person from guzheng:D too ke4 qi4 already...&lt;br /&gt;eg.&lt;br /&gt;"do you want to clean this beaker?"&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa i dont think thats the correct and exact sentence but its something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i talked to shufang during the sec1 installation ceremony and we crapped alot.. from sec 1 to like height and stuff, haha.&lt;br /&gt;304 has very amusing and interesting people, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been meeting 205 everyday at the atrium in the morning, and spending very.. &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; recesses+lunches with j&amp;amp;s. it seems so weird now that im telling them what happens in my class, and vice versa. we used to tell other people from other classes last year.. i think i really miss 205. back in sec 1, i didnt know i would form such a tight bond with 35 other very great people and look back to see that this amazing class was the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i like 304 now, 205 is still irreplaceable in my heart. 205ftw!&lt;br /&gt;304 too(: ive come to know a few great people, and hopefully it'll increase as days pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday, last day of the week and we'll get to have the break we all deserve(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sometimes feel very weird when things just come crashing to you, and then when you accept it, and prepare with all your heart for it, it just vanishes. its neither a good or bad thing, its just life.. i guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1131798426440507965?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1131798426440507965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1131798426440507965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1131798426440507965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1131798426440507965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-just-life.html' title='it&apos;s just life,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6561202295076321975</id><published>2009-01-11T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:43:50.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenzies.</title><content type='html'>school's driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem lesson is so, or rather TOO stressful like till no one can actually blink cos the teacher speaks like a bulletmouth, bio ultimately the most relaxing one (thankfully), LA um quite inspiring yet requires a great amount of thinking and one's courage, chinese.. no comments, math a grueling torture, and IH the spontaneous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like so many different things mixed into one. not unbearable yet, but probably soon it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of stuffs happened these few days... even if it was only just the first week(!!!) school's rather busy, it takes a lot to catch up. homework's piling like crazy already, and im developing true school blues, which i havent been feeling for the past two years. ): week's been loaded with work... choir, 304, 205, i guess? just the basic stuff, but the basic already feels like an advanced level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that i have something to look forward to, and that may branch out to many other "something-s", but i really really hope nothing will go wrong. woke up early today and brought sky to the vet. said he is not a maltese but of another breed (omg i cant remember, i waited to say bonsai.) like bonsai plant? uh noooo. it starts with b but still looks like a maltese. anyway, his eye was swollen after grooming yesterday, and his genital parts are inflamed. so i guess the groomer(is that what he's called) mishandled him, as quoted from my parents. so now sky has a huge fan-like plastic thing covering his whole head to prevent him from scratching his eye. poor him, he cant even like loop through holes like he used to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;oh and later i will have the first piano lesson this year, new teacher and i hope a new attitude. :D&lt;br /&gt;kinda scared of how it'll turn out to be, especially when my fingers dont really coordinate with the piano, but still gambatei!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and leting&amp;amp;loyee, sorry i'll do the meme asap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6561202295076321975?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6561202295076321975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6561202295076321975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6561202295076321975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6561202295076321975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/frenzies.html' title='frenzies.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1697762817880047222</id><published>2009-01-03T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:18:38.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>304'09!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fine i know im like 2 days late, heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of school was filled with mixed feelings. like the night before i was all out to school, and when i was in the school bus, i was STILL excited. and then i saw my fivers!:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt so at home. but when the bell rang, it kinda marked the start of a whole new beginning. and i realised that i was happy cos i could see 205ers:( but really, i think 304's a nice class:D just that we dont have horribly crazy people in it anymore... and i kinda miss all the noises and all that. but still!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to laiteng early in the morning and she called me cute. no more cutenes...? and julie is NOT helping by calling me a MUSHROOM. thats like so history, since JANE TAN LIEN called me mushmom:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new tablemate is hsiaofong:D i thought her name was spelt like, xiaofeng. LOL. nvm i call her feng zi! i think shes a very nice person:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and julie! haha she's a very nice person to talk to, like always. shes sitting right in front of me:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im index 29! (joyce, ahha) and this girl called claire is right after me:D minqhee is before me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we played quite alot of icebreakers and the yimaoqian thing is stuck in my head. HAHA. and beishi kept being self-emo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;julie and fengzi kept caling me a miniature cos of my size and my hands:( hey its not my fault im so small okay! anyway its good to be small when you play hide and seek:D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;videos of punishment posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aafdacfa838f6040" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daafdacfa838f6040%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331718145%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D76034C2A93BC987FF699D1E3239C8F1C19D8CF.2BB45AFE5E86C6B46C8B5378AD3095BA69958709%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daafdacfa838f6040%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5TaV35t4PFzStz-w23_o19fEew4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daafdacfa838f6040%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331718145%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D76034C2A93BC987FF699D1E3239C8F1C19D8CF.2BB45AFE5E86C6B46C8B5378AD3095BA69958709%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daafdacfa838f6040%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5TaV35t4PFzStz-w23_o19fEew4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fcf43e51578e6a31" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfcf43e51578e6a31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331718145%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC47C503CF13E0F9CCB43E10C1A34711ADC0223.850B2CC76DEA1993D4D5FE979979E6D4BBB10D4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcf43e51578e6a31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl2G9JQmr5ILkODHy_k8pyBjSqbw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfcf43e51578e6a31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331718145%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EC47C503CF13E0F9CCB43E10C1A34711ADC0223.850B2CC76DEA1993D4D5FE979979E6D4BBB10D4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcf43e51578e6a31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl2G9JQmr5ILkODHy_k8pyBjSqbw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school ended at 2 and then had orientation rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lolled around alot in th changing room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV949FX-QyI/AAAAAAAABjM/QwYaJDq4x7k/s1600-h/DSC01640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077478366331682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV949FX-QyI/AAAAAAAABjM/QwYaJDq4x7k/s400/DSC01640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV94800kQMI/AAAAAAAABjE/Z4ERiTYx6JQ/s1600-h/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077473922859202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV94800kQMI/AAAAAAAABjE/Z4ERiTYx6JQ/s400/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV948_AVOQI/AAAAAAAABi8/Bnxo07gj8eg/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077476656560386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV948_AVOQI/AAAAAAAABi8/Bnxo07gj8eg/s400/DSC01638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo quality is bad, sorry. chilli con carne and somewhere out there werent very.. up to  standard. and we're going to have choir prac on monday morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh i miss 205):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1697762817880047222?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aafdacfa838f6040&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fcf43e51578e6a31&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1697762817880047222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1697762817880047222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1697762817880047222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1697762817880047222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/30409.html' title='304&apos;09!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SV949FX-QyI/AAAAAAAABjM/QwYaJDq4x7k/s72-c/DSC01640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4089414962367251298</id><published>2009-01-03T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:14:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, evie!(:</title><content type='html'>haha so today's the day the oldest girl in class (in terms of months) is turning fifteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear evie,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the memories we spent together, buddy! youve truly made a difference in my life, by being my tablemate and all that, always encouraging me to have faith in God and brought me steps closer to Christianity. you're an unforgettable great friend, and although we're in different classes now.. hope that we'll still stay in touch! may your life be filled with blessings from God, and all the best in whatever you do!&lt;br /&gt;love you, evie! happy fifteenth birthday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4089414962367251298?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4089414962367251298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4089414962367251298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4089414962367251298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4089414962367251298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-evie.html' title='happy birthday, evie!(:'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-134916535851659402</id><published>2008-12-31T21:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:39:19.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's eve.</title><content type='html'>wppm outing!(26dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like so long ago. it wasnt like anything we usually did, not destinated at some shopping mall like bugis or something. it was at ecp:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had so much &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt; cycling. i think we cycled for like 10km:D hey not bad right. it was only my um, 2nd time on a bike. heehee. i was a horrible noob at first, kept stopping and screaming and waddling like a duck. and three of them had to usher me. but then it got better after that cos i told them to leave me in a lurch so i cycled and caught up:D i learnt how to NOT cycle successfully down a slope or else i would like commit self murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned our bikes, then went to some hongkong restaurant for lunch, and settled money stuff for more than half an hour, lol. went for a mini picnic at the beach after that. not really a picnic cos we didnt eat, haha. just the normal talks that we have about anything, and everything. then we decided to go splash in the water. i didnt know loyee was afraid of crabs HAHA. played truth or dare which was quite.. anti climax and we started splashing water at each other. went up the rock cliff and took stupid photos LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the funnest part-JUMP SHOTS!:D hahaha sorry if they did it for my sake but it felt good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish that we can have more of this in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuB56q52vI/AAAAAAAABhM/Xm6ODYuPNXE/s1600-h/DSCN2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961419651144434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuB56q52vI/AAAAAAAABhM/Xm6ODYuPNXE/s400/DSCN2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bike post:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuB5mVxfOI/AAAAAAAABhE/Y70NpfXT8D0/s1600-h/DSCN2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961414193806562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuB5mVxfOI/AAAAAAAABhE/Y70NpfXT8D0/s400/DSCN2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chewy juniors:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBr7b2BzI/AAAAAAAABg8/V57MHb6Gx3Q/s1600-h/DSCN2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961179338245938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBr7b2BzI/AAAAAAAABg8/V57MHb6Gx3Q/s400/DSCN2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;goofy wenjing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBrqMs1dI/AAAAAAAABg0/hcBojeETujA/s1600-h/DSCN2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961174711326162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBrqMs1dI/AAAAAAAABg0/hcBojeETujA/s400/DSCN2175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my idea:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBq-SDtAI/AAAAAAAABgs/uFRgpoei1rU/s1600-h/DSCN2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961162922636290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBq-SDtAI/AAAAAAAABgs/uFRgpoei1rU/s400/DSCN2176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loyee's slipper buried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBqZz0sSI/AAAAAAAABgk/z5TvwDwfeR4/s1600-h/DSCN2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961153132146978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBqZz0sSI/AAAAAAAABgk/z5TvwDwfeR4/s400/DSCN2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loyee's idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBp0TyUCI/AAAAAAAABgc/ZW1D-ZYDY2o/s1600-h/DSCN2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285961143065661474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuBp0TyUCI/AAAAAAAABgc/ZW1D-ZYDY2o/s400/DSCN2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArrZwXmI/AAAAAAAABgU/IyPxVLY9eyg/s1600-h/DSCN2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285960075522891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArrZwXmI/AAAAAAAABgU/IyPxVLY9eyg/s400/DSCN2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; foursome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArWf_UuI/AAAAAAAABgM/cjU1pSyCGg8/s1600-h/DSCN2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285960069911892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArWf_UuI/AAAAAAAABgM/cjU1pSyCGg8/s400/DSCN2185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArBcP6dI/AAAAAAAABgE/u1NRvBxlxDs/s1600-h/DSCN2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285960064259058130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuArBcP6dI/AAAAAAAABgE/u1NRvBxlxDs/s400/DSCN2186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAqxzU-4I/AAAAAAAABf8/eX8uTGkQytQ/s1600-h/DSCN2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285960060060892034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAqxzU-4I/AAAAAAAABf8/eX8uTGkQytQ/s400/DSCN2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAqkDf7FI/AAAAAAAABf0/En70oKS1Xrw/s1600-h/DSCN2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285960056370621522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAqkDf7FI/AAAAAAAABf0/En70oKS1Xrw/s400/DSCN2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loyee's going for a dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAKpTVgQI/AAAAAAAABfs/VXqrzoKGeKA/s1600-h/DSCN2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959508023410946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAKpTVgQI/AAAAAAAABfs/VXqrzoKGeKA/s400/DSCN2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; non-jump shots are not so exciting okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAKK_MPWI/AAAAAAAABfk/zefk590Mg8Q/s1600-h/DSCN2190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959499885854050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAKK_MPWI/AAAAAAAABfk/zefk590Mg8Q/s400/DSCN2190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; er?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJyyRLJI/AAAAAAAABfc/iA6OGmP0nKg/s1600-h/DSCN2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959493389200530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJyyRLJI/AAAAAAAABfc/iA6OGmP0nKg/s400/DSCN2191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJYa_TbI/AAAAAAAABfU/UHQsd8ue-6E/s1600-h/DSCN2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959486312238514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJYa_TbI/AAAAAAAABfU/UHQsd8ue-6E/s400/DSCN2192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; leting has coordination problems LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJOcTr5I/AAAAAAAABfM/VXDEVNQIzoI/s1600-h/DSCN2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959483633414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuAJOcTr5I/AAAAAAAABfM/VXDEVNQIzoI/s400/DSCN2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_l-3ZRmI/AAAAAAAABfE/EVZZk_UVgvM/s1600-h/DSCN2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958878156637794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_l-3ZRmI/AAAAAAAABfE/EVZZk_UVgvM/s400/DSCN2194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lomdj1I/AAAAAAAABe8/-DQShh3Y90I/s1600-h/DSCN2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958872180035410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lomdj1I/AAAAAAAABe8/-DQShh3Y90I/s400/DSCN2195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lMi6gCI/AAAAAAAABe0/mIHlrcLnPkA/s1600-h/DSCN2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958864648962082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lMi6gCI/AAAAAAAABe0/mIHlrcLnPkA/s400/DSCN2196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lBlVpOI/AAAAAAAABes/_7nlM5u5Arc/s1600-h/DSCN2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958861706339554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_lBlVpOI/AAAAAAAABes/_7nlM5u5Arc/s400/DSCN2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958855065037714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVt_ko17a5I/AAAAAAAABek/otogzkR_x1c/s400/DSCN2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then on 28th, 601 had a mini gathering at hongyi's house! basically lolled around in hongyi's room, not crossing the boundary to the.. scary side. haha. it was still fun though. monopoly was.. interesting. and then we had a chat. sometime later we decided to have a picnic at the staircase, doing nonsense LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caught up alot with christine, yuhan,jerlyn, JANE!, xiaoyun, kahyan and junkiat(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for dinner we ate abit at hongyi's bbq and then proceeded to heartland mall for yoshinoya. talked talked talked and left around 7+. with janeee and jerlyn. jerlyn left and jane and i started crapping. hahaha, JANE MADE MANDY'S DAY! dont call me barn or barnacles, it sounds horrible. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha as for today, we went to my cousin's house for tennis/basketball session, which lasted for like less than an hour, so pathetic, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuD0Hqo09I/AAAAAAAABic/Ocuzqe9beT0/s1600-h/DSC01611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963519083729874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuD0Hqo09I/AAAAAAAABic/Ocuzqe9beT0/s400/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzxtWMlI/AAAAAAAABiU/WR8IXw5dF5Y/s1600-h/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963513189511762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzxtWMlI/AAAAAAAABiU/WR8IXw5dF5Y/s400/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzvMJbXI/AAAAAAAABiM/YOrHYstYUhQ/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963512513391986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzvMJbXI/AAAAAAAABiM/YOrHYstYUhQ/s400/DSC01623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzbzvJ7I/AAAAAAAABiE/V7HUuzLnztw/s1600-h/DSC01624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963507310733234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzbzvJ7I/AAAAAAAABiE/V7HUuzLnztw/s400/DSC01624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzHK3X4I/AAAAAAAABh8/YC478A35DtY/s1600-h/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963501770596226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDzHK3X4I/AAAAAAAABh8/YC478A35DtY/s400/DSC01625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhrKJi9I/AAAAAAAABh0/xtBK5DZZvpw/s1600-h/DSC01627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963202193624018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhrKJi9I/AAAAAAAABh0/xtBK5DZZvpw/s400/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhVEgU1I/AAAAAAAABhs/LxG0mFQTI2c/s1600-h/DSC01630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963196264371026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhVEgU1I/AAAAAAAABhs/LxG0mFQTI2c/s400/DSC01630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhVLZokI/AAAAAAAABhk/AZi0rHkqwCQ/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963196293292610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhVLZokI/AAAAAAAABhk/AZi0rHkqwCQ/s400/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhMHoepI/AAAAAAAABhc/e7kH-l92Rus/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963193861569170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDhMHoepI/AAAAAAAABhc/e7kH-l92Rus/s400/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDg5aGxUI/AAAAAAAABhU/QYQZJXm0sCo/s1600-h/DSC01633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963188838778178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuDg5aGxUI/AAAAAAAABhU/QYQZJXm0sCo/s400/DSC01633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oops look like i cant elaborate further, mahjong time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-134916535851659402?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/134916535851659402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=134916535851659402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/134916535851659402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/134916535851659402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-eve.html' title='new year&apos;s eve.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVuB56q52vI/AAAAAAAABhM/Xm6ODYuPNXE/s72-c/DSCN2171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4484540684158053632</id><published>2008-12-30T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:32:50.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's like a vacuum cleaner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda stupid cos this post is dated yesterday, but apparently blogger decided to HATE me again so i couldnt access to blogger when i finished the post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was really interesting. choir the whole day. from 830 to 4. sec 1 orientation went quite okay. surprising that sop2 could pull it off cos there were only 4 people, compared to other sections that had 6-8. our fate:/ we blasted the hell outta our throats; leting charmaine rachel and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was very rushed. swallowed a whole plate in less than 10 min i presume cos we were running late. and i felt like i had some indigestion, seriously. white horses and zima with ms lim and then went to some weird place with really good ambience at sixth avenue. wenjing had comm meeting so she didnt tag along):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent really had a heart to heart talk for days; this seemed to be what we all needed. :D it was good. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009's coming in like, 2 days. i dont feel quite prepared for sec 3. like what they say, teachers start the horror even on the first day of school. thats quite terrible, isnt it? there are so many things left to do; like i havent touched heymath though i printed it. anddd there are so much more. no, holidays cant end. they CANT end. no no. sometimes dipping oneself into self delusion is a good thing. for such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the stuff that i gotta do before school reopens:&lt;br /&gt;#1 post about wppm outing and 601's unofficial gathering!!! before 2009 ends, please?&lt;br /&gt;#2 zomg, just PACK YOUR ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;#3 new year resolutions, which i havent done before.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shucks i cant think of anything more.&lt;br /&gt;prolly i'll switch to lj soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what 304 will be like. i barely know anyone, except for julie and beishi. and probably some others who i know by name. sec 3 will be a tedious but exciting year i guess, there's like OBS and loadsa projects and NYAA goodness. im going to do all those without losing a life:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i supposedly have a tennis date with my bro. no i dont kill people with balls loyee thats a horrible remark!!!D:&lt;br /&gt;(minus the time i threw a shuttlecock straight into jolene's head HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;denzyl&amp;amp;daphne are probably going to tag along, i hope. if not it'll be with my fragile lil bro and me. that'll be pathetic. and then at night we'll have some countdown party at my house. its the same ol' thing every year, i wonder if it can be any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starvingggg. i havent had dinner and its 930 already. workaholic parents. omg i should have gone home instead and SLEPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid. realise that my posts do not have a main title?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh somehow it reminds me of:&lt;br /&gt;"one two three four five six seven eight nine ten..... ten..... ten..... ten one ten two ten three.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4484540684158053632?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4484540684158053632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4484540684158053632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4484540684158053632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4484540684158053632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/lifes-like-vacuum-cleaner.html' title='life&apos;s like a vacuum cleaner.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5345970677714083255</id><published>2008-12-29T16:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:40:37.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205 class gathering #2</title><content type='html'>haha finally i got a chance to post up all the pics successfully(: the videos are like, impossible to upload so i've attached here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=31adb55d20cb2b1ed2db6fb9a8902bda"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=31adb55d20cb2b1ed2db6fb9a8902bda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i know that lots of people are waiting for the do re mi retarded video for so long whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. how do i start this?&lt;br /&gt;i remembered that the gathering was at jessie tan's house. okay this is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-restart!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannon and jolene came to surprise me by coming into my house without my knowledge, but i was quite dizzy to be taken aback so i just smiled(: (ohman i suck)&lt;br /&gt;OKAY anyway, so we lolled around in my house for awhile and watched jump in! and people started to force me to take panadol, which kinda made me feel better, i regret to say. im not a fan of panadols, they harm your liver!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we took mrt to bukit batok followed by a bus. then when we arrived we watched audrey train in the gym (which is so cool i want a gym) and then food came, and people came.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly all of us were inexperienced in bbqing personally by ourselves so kind souls helped us to start up the fire, etc etc(:&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda cool seeing my dear classmates again, after so long. and its sad to know that i wont be able to attend such heartwarming gathering any soon. but of course, there were pleasant memories to keep! jianing is still as cuddly and hilarious as ever and she tried to squish my head with her thumb and index finger-.- nice try.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i had this thorough poking crabsticks session with sticks:D at first shannon was my boss but my boss fired me. haaha kidding. i would have felt uneasy if i didnt poke all of them. so thats what i did, and then jolene fed me food (?!) and vanessa jianing junqi jolene lynn and i started crapping with songs. plenty of laughter + jokes included, i couldnt stop smiling(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the 'inspirational' video of my sibs and i jumping around to some do re mi song got all of us to do the same thing. and i was like omgggg. but it was damn stupid cos jianing was SHRIEKING away, jolene was quite.. anti climax, rosanne was fine but i think she jumped too high, i was quite soft and insignificant because shannon is GROWING so much, and shannon, well, shes just so shrimp-like:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you probably wont understand what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha overall it was quite fun and definitely evoked pleasant memories. i hitched a ride home from shannon together with jolene and junqi.&lt;br /&gt;yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures galore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqwbrhSI/AAAAAAAABec/KZPlVO9CuvE/s1600-h/DSCN2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264068832888098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqwbrhSI/AAAAAAAABec/KZPlVO9CuvE/s400/DSCN2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shannon in the mrt:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqgkIy5I/AAAAAAAABeU/WD_BZ8gzSm4/s1600-h/DSCN2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264064573393810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqgkIy5I/AAAAAAAABeU/WD_BZ8gzSm4/s400/DSCN2157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mini yellow santa clauses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqHhOAoI/AAAAAAAABeM/IRuvQa_u5Vc/s1600-h/DSCN2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264057850266242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqHhOAoI/AAAAAAAABeM/IRuvQa_u5Vc/s400/DSCN2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHp0VWqdI/AAAAAAAABeE/WTK2d9FG0yA/s1600-h/DSCN2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264052700228050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHp0VWqdI/AAAAAAAABeE/WTK2d9FG0yA/s400/DSCN2159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; retarded x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQ7W3dPjI/AAAAAAAABd8/_93LNews4a8/s1600-h/DSCN2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285133512144141874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQ7W3dPjI/AAAAAAAABd8/_93LNews4a8/s400/DSCN2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQ7LlH8uI/AAAAAAAABd0/Kt2a41HeinU/s1600-h/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285133509114458850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQ7LlH8uI/AAAAAAAABd0/Kt2a41HeinU/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class photo:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQsJ0ujwI/AAAAAAAABds/Mdv5Ym7KWZs/s1600-h/DSCN2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285133250944995074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQsJ0ujwI/AAAAAAAABds/Mdv5Ym7KWZs/s400/DSCN2168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; saiying! awesome partner:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQr_OX1vI/AAAAAAAABdk/0802AEHWdlY/s1600-h/DSCN2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285133248099768050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SViQr_OX1vI/AAAAAAAABdk/0802AEHWdlY/s400/DSCN2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bear bear and kahmun!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;205, i simply love you guys&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5345970677714083255?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5345970677714083255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5345970677714083255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5345970677714083255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5345970677714083255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/205-class-gathering-2.html' title='205 class gathering #2'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVkHqwbrhSI/AAAAAAAABec/KZPlVO9CuvE/s72-c/DSCN2155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-3819798104367831055</id><published>2008-12-24T23:02:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:31:53.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfaction; will it ever be enough?</title><content type='html'>i cant get into time's unsteady momentum, sometimes it feels like decades but otherwise, like seconds. its so ironic, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omgggg im so angry with blogger i typed like 4 paragraphs TWICE and blogger just had to delete EVERYTHING away. ughhhhh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its incredulous mannn. the holidays are going to end in just, a pathetic week!!! i havent played/enjoyed enough yet): and i feel quite detached from the world, after like cooping at home desperately trying to catch up with sleepless nights/crazy jetlag after the trip (and its still in effect) so the holidays werent quite productive, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like so much have happened, but taking a closer look at it, its actually not much-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 5-18Dec-europe&lt;br /&gt;#2 19Dec-205 gathering #2!&lt;br /&gt;#3 26Dec-WPPM outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, i feel so sorry for myself. my life seems such a bore compared to others.. whose holidays are full of exciting camps and i JUST had to miss choir campppp): how lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i better get on with it before i decide to reject blogger (maybe i should like switch to lj or xanga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 5-18Dec-europe&lt;br /&gt;the flight to europe was soooo horrible. i couldnt blame my folks for getting stiff neck cos i couldnt like move my whole body so much for 12 hours. and its so irritating cos i was trying to watch a movie and helplessly struggling with the stupid earphones. like one side was working and the other always NOT. so i had to knock the wire into place and at times, actually MOST of the times i had to knock the earphones. so basically i was knocking around alot.&lt;br /&gt;but i got quite impressed when i reached zurich, at least its something.. better. the 3 main places we went were switzerland, paris and london, plus a little bit of germany (blackforest?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switzerland was colddddddddddddddd with temperature down to -10deg, it almost chipped my dad's ear off. we went to germany to see cuckoo clocks (?!) on the first day and experience the snow, like it was really cool cos when we were in the coach it was snowing too and we could see all the trees being drowned in snow(: yeah and most of the trip was spent in switzerland. food was eeks and switzerland was not really meant for shopping (except for watches!) but people who love scenaries cos switzerland is just.. beautiful(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the first five days or so, we headed to paris! something lame;&lt;br /&gt;Posh Amazing Ravishing Intriguing Splendid&lt;br /&gt;hahah the initials of PARIS(:&lt;br /&gt;paris was... a huge disappointment i think. but it was really cos we didnt have enough time there. most of the time we were rushing from one place to another, stopping for photos only for like 3 min plus and then its off to the next destination. paris is used to be described as a fashion street right? but too bad all the clothes there are for winter): haha but we didnt miss the eiffel tower and paris disneyland! the eiffel tower was HUGEEE; we took a lift up there (there were 3 stories) and took loads of photos. actually we cant really see much since there was quite alot of mist. and then when we got down from eiffel tower towards our coach, suddenly this herd of.. media people came to us and asked for permission for us to be on tv. we were supposd to be yawning when the cameras were rolling. SO when the cameraman hit PLAY all of us seated in the coach started to YAWN LOUDLY :D but it all turned out to be real because its not that hard to yawn yeah? HAHA so we'll be on tv.. on french tv. so weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paris disneyland was awesome. it could have been more exciting if SOMEONE could ride on the roller coasters with meee. most of the rides were family ones, but it was still quite cool(: said hi to alot of babies there, and i conclude that BOYS are shy, while GIRLS are friendly! yeah man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was LONDON!:DLondon was freaking awesome man. Ever since I reached the train station I had a good feeling about this cool place. Mrt there is called TUBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hey! Do you wanna ride on the tube today?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;we went to Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, London Bridge, Tower Bridge and some Tower Castle I think. Tower castle was so amazing, it left us all in awe. It is full of history, and the atmosphere was very.. morbid. Something like that. There is one tower called the “bloody tower”. It was damn spooky but I loved it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mandy likes spooky stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway like jerlyn said, my blog is boring(?!)&lt;br /&gt;so mean): i shall let the pictures do the talking before i bore anyone out. i doubt many people will come read though.&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeQW5dqcwI/AAAAAAAABdc/ljM3xWo28PY/s1600-h/DSCN2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284851410799325954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeQW5dqcwI/AAAAAAAABdc/ljM3xWo28PY/s400/DSCN2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; puppies are damn cute:D in london outside the tower of london.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeQWtNnBbI/AAAAAAAABdU/VmUWASIlt_Q/s1600-h/DSCN2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284851407510767026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeQWtNnBbI/AAAAAAAABdU/VmUWASIlt_Q/s400/DSCN2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tower bridge! opens up in the middle for ships to go through(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeLAh3xDXI/AAAAAAAABb8/jsd2CyjeE1w/s1600-h/DSCN2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845528951098738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeLAh3xDXI/AAAAAAAABb8/jsd2CyjeE1w/s400/DSCN2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TUBE SIGN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeLAU22B1I/AAAAAAAABb0/TfcLSW9nffQ/s1600-h/DSCN2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845525457569618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeLAU22B1I/AAAAAAAABb0/TfcLSW9nffQ/s400/DSCN2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buckingham's palace. guards switching duties; very grand ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK_iH7JHI/AAAAAAAABbs/q-yI_oT5cgI/s1600-h/DSCN1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845511838999666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK_iH7JHI/AAAAAAAABbs/q-yI_oT5cgI/s400/DSCN1974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;train station(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK_I1GsxI/AAAAAAAABbk/3jXNMP2v4QI/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845505049178898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK_I1GsxI/AAAAAAAABbk/3jXNMP2v4QI/s400/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the eiffel tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK-ptYetI/AAAAAAAABbc/DVJOBBJFYnU/s1600-h/DSC01396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845496695290578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeK-ptYetI/AAAAAAAABbc/DVJOBBJFYnU/s400/DSC01396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; room no! note that there's 203-205. i was thinking of 205 right then(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKIfSrezI/AAAAAAAABbU/lg3fnr0kCmQ/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844566185999154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKIfSrezI/AAAAAAAABbU/lg3fnr0kCmQ/s400/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;switzerland sells a handful of pigs. whether dead or alive, i dont know. i've seen many of the dead ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKH_yQ-8I/AAAAAAAABbM/_fvA7kLUPWM/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844557728545730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKH_yQ-8I/AAAAAAAABbM/_fvA7kLUPWM/s400/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this picture(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKHdP_qSI/AAAAAAAABa8/FRTE-hBHplY/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844548457998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKHdP_qSI/AAAAAAAABa8/FRTE-hBHplY/s400/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i know i look like a dumpling. i was at titlis mountain (i think?) it was so cool cos everywhere was snow(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKHCNG9QI/AAAAAAAABa0/iCFT4zrG7-U/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844541198136578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeKHCNG9QI/AAAAAAAABa0/iCFT4zrG7-U/s400/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; germany!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this stupid problem with blogger so i cant post up any more):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll start on 205 gathering in another post in case everything gets scrambled up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-3819798104367831055?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3819798104367831055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=3819798104367831055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3819798104367831055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3819798104367831055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/satisfaction-will-it-ever-be-enough.html' title='satisfaction; &lt;i&gt;will it ever be enough?&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SVeQW5dqcwI/AAAAAAAABdc/ljM3xWo28PY/s72-c/DSCN2034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4620010702193339391</id><published>2008-12-23T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:38:32.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home(:</title><content type='html'>omgoshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh finally my damned internet worked!!! so loads have been happening since i came back, and i'll be spilling in with photos + blabbers sometime later(: got some serious catching up to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4620010702193339391?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4620010702193339391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4620010702193339391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4620010702193339391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4620010702193339391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home(:'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-826763067390193263</id><published>2008-12-05T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:13:02.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hiatus.</title><content type='html'>i'll be leaving my house in 3 hours and singapore in 6 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care yall people!&lt;br /&gt;will be back on the afternoon of 18th.. all ready and geared up for class gathering on the 19th(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha MISS ME!&lt;br /&gt;take careeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-826763067390193263?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/826763067390193263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=826763067390193263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/826763067390193263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/826763067390193263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-hiatus.html' title='on hiatus.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4596514325258015087</id><published>2008-12-03T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:43:15.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ruffie.</title><content type='html'>not that the title makes any sense; i invented it:D im feeling crazily high and mad now, for no rhyme or reason, so maybe.. that explains it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, or maybe im missing everything and everyone..): i'll be stuck at home till friday before i go off already, and not allowed to step out of the house to see friends/anyone else. bet nyc is having a great time in ny now..): nevermind, i shall just live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, live with it. i just got quite annoyed with some video convertor thing that vanessa guided me to, cos i couldnt find the proper download link. and im surprised she isnt annoyed with me like i am with myself, HAHA. so later, i will go convert all the videos for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i went out to change money. like from singapore dollars to swiss(?!), euro (sounds oddly familiar,eh?), and pounds. we randomed around the shopping center for a total of an hour plus plus i think. at shenton way. business district, my mother claims. then we waited for my mom in car, to finish some bank transmission thing. and i started crapping with an 11 and 9 year old, playing charge, jikopak ( i thought it was obakak.), heart attack and other funny lame games. HAHA childhood reminscences. it was damn hilarious cos we survived for 45 min in the car doing those stuff. and my brother insulted my intelligence today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: EH i know lets play tititi!!!&lt;br /&gt;him: AIYOH so lame la.&lt;br /&gt;me: eh very fun one okay! fasterrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;-starts demonstrating game-&lt;br /&gt;him: AIYA so lame. you think we baby ah?! PLAY CHARGE LA.&lt;br /&gt;me: -.-FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT A BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, when my mom finally finished after eons we went home and we felt like playing. started out with badminton then a painful soccer match. badminton felt good although we hit like 3 shuttlecocks (omg is it spelt like this?!) to the neighbour's garden. first due to my brother's inaccuracy, second due to my failure of trying to hit it backwards and it flew front and right into the neighbour's territory instead, and third cos of the wind. so we used up 5 of those things. and when it started to get boring we started SOCCERRR. my knees and bottom half of the bottom are so much in pain now. :/ but it was a great workout:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to watch abit of tv then bathed, and busied with eclipse. and got up to watch 转角遇到爱. and im here, nonsensing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, thats pretty what i did for today. i think i would have scared off viewers of this pathetic blog already, HEH. today was pretty amusing. and i dont like to face heymath questions. i feel like im in debt to them or something. i shall just get started with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay or maybe i wont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4596514325258015087?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4596514325258015087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4596514325258015087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4596514325258015087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4596514325258015087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/12/ruffie.html' title='ruffie.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7978576051550522594</id><published>2008-11-30T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:24:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we never know.</title><content type='html'>life is such a labyrinth. i dont think i can go for choir camp anymore, since my parents think when i get overseas i'll just suddenly contract some fatal illness and die there or something. -.- they even contemplated about tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, yesterday had been a great day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had choir workshop with 11 other schools at hci.. the feeling's horribly nervous-y. it felt something like a friendly thing, in &lt;i&gt;sporty&lt;/i&gt; terms. i hadnt felt the "heart in my mouth", "OMG my heart is skipping a beat!" and "butterflies in my stomach" for a really really long time.&lt;br /&gt;like maybe, since graz or something. this feeling wasnt even present during ASOV. (sadly) and one more thing, i didnt use to sleep when other choirs performed and get bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: have i become more musical? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nyc got gold(: with 4 others, anderson stnicks hcjc and acsip i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay. it felt damn good to be on stage, but still er i think sop 2 sounded kiddy and there wasnt enough energy. now i like aitakute better, although we somehow flunked it on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something random: AITAKUTE, TWO FIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fyi,aitakute means i want to see you.. or them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand, ms lim praised loyee in front of hundreds of us and acknowledged her a whole lot:D the person who made it happen(: yay well done loyee! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the workshop ended, jerlyn and i took 156 home first, and she played with my dog a whole lot. i think snowball suits it more, rather than sky (puke). hahaha. then cass came over like around 2+ and we started talking over spaghetti and pork floss. then they mentioned about their sc getting chicken pox on that day itself (when they are going batislava on monday!!!) and we got damn worried about spreading germs in my house. it was damn stupid and funnaye. heh, and jerlyn was croaking, burping and whatever-ing allthe way. so typical, sounds like jolene but she lacks one certain distinct characteristic, farting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched videos, then videos on youtube and laughed shit. we watched funny stuff, we watched gore and we talked alot about showbiz or rather, blogbiz. heh, then about 5+ my parents came and we dropped cass off. wanted to have dinner together but cass had to go home ): (another time k!!!) so jerlyn and i plus my family went to some winter clothing shop and then for dinner. steamboat ftw!:D ate till my stomach dropped then fetched jerlyn home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i wish we could have taken photos today, but i think we were too engrossed with the com and stuff. hope to see you guys again soon.. &lt;3 thank you for the wonderful wonderful day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.. yeah okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7978576051550522594?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7978576051550522594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7978576051550522594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7978576051550522594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7978576051550522594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-never-know.html' title='we never know.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4619278860739859819</id><published>2008-11-28T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:08:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afar;</title><content type='html'>had choir and class gathering yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir was fantastic man. it was one of the few times when i felt hair standing when the aitakute ended on a beautiful note.. just hope that we'll do it as well/better tomorrow, and achieve that gold(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class gathering was... 10 people turned up; wanqi xiaoyun siyun jueying kahyan junkiat christine yuhan chengyee and me.. not exactly ten cos some (youming, jerlyn, cassandra, jane, delena..) either came and went off early or came late. but anyhow these are the 10 people that watched the movie(: so youming went with me to orchard to run &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; errands first then took mrt to amk to meet 601. caught up with people, and for the first ever time i think i blushed in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;me:"why my face so hot ah?"&lt;br /&gt;wanqi: -touches cheek- oh ya hor, her face very hot leh! HAHA why are you blushing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everyone started laughing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but actually yesterday's congregation at the food court made me really realise how much i miss 601, though it wont sort of overwhelm that of 205's sorry&gt;&lt;. and amazingly we couldnt think of any highlight that happened in p6.. haha we're old. kahyan was DAMN funny her eyes are so cute they are like models of hamtaro's:D hahaha. and we went to watch wild child(: shared popcorn with kahyan and half the time i was freezing till i shook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i left after that. went to the travel agency for some briefing on the overseas trip and apparently, kettles are not provided in european countries. -.- this is damn stupid but yeah. and after that i had my dinner like, finally. didnt eat the whole day except for a piece of bread and popcorn. HORROR:O we went window shopping around chinatown streets which failed to copy hongkong's style of night market and furthermore everywhere was deserted haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept quite early compared to the last few nights and woke up quite late compared to the last few.. mornings. heh. i've been awake for technically.. 3 hours plus. cos i slept the whole morning away. anyway, tomorrow's workshop (oh the horror) and cass and jerlyn are coming over tomorrow(: FLU JAB LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;certain things just dont change, do they? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4619278860739859819?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4619278860739859819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4619278860739859819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4619278860739859819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4619278860739859819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/afar.html' title='afar;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-535631549410078913</id><published>2008-11-26T19:52:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:57:59.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"reveries that will never come to fruition"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so finally i have something to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two main reasons:&lt;br /&gt;#1 post &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; photos up before i get skinned alive by potato (with a menacing glare:( )&lt;br /&gt;#2 to complete leting's.. quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha potato's not that mean la(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today loyee and leting came over and we rocked the house down man!:D&lt;br /&gt;not exactly.. but i think thats what we did. so the day was packed with DT's and WLH's songs.. and a little chats in between + snacking/lunch time(: apparently both squids are scared of my sky, so a little fluffy &lt;i&gt;soft toy&lt;/i&gt; was chasing them around till potato literally hopped onto the chair. HAHA it was damn amusing, seriously. So basically we spent the day cooping up in that cosy room with a romantic and sweet ambience singing our lungs out. To dt and wlh I mean. It isn’t exactly like that kind of… Rock-ish and noisy sort of gathering, just a very peaceful and heartwarming one(: and like I forgot who said, its just what we need sometimes to take a break from our ever so hectic lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a hell of a time to post these pictures, hahahah. Okay for now let the pictures do the talking; like any other picture, there’s always a story behind each and every one of them:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272935320667154498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06vKf56EI/AAAAAAAABWk/EOyMinuiW7U/s400/DSCN1284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;loyee looks zai, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272935324902445250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06vaRrUMI/AAAAAAAABWs/RrfpvlIUg7k/s400/DSCN1285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272935329577407826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06vrsRlVI/AAAAAAAABW0/37LzooZUddY/s400/DSCN1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272935332419646786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06v2R6tUI/AAAAAAAABW8/XSSyA5-bp7g/s400/DSCN1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;too bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06wN-QP-I/AAAAAAAABXE/Hrqz3yLm6sA/s1600-h/DSCN1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272935338779623394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06wN-QP-I/AAAAAAAABXE/Hrqz3yLm6sA/s400/DSCN1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; failed attempt #1, but quoted as cool:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936024460253394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS07YIVQWNI/AAAAAAAABXM/feKnagxQP98/s400/DSCN1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;dead mickey who commited suicide off a black chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936033382774370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS07YpkjNmI/AAAAAAAABXU/G5z4KKsw30M/s400/DSCN1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i think we all look STUPID man. this was supposed to be an ahbeng pose.. but i look like some duck, leting some happy little piglet and loyee a hiphopish dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936037453999954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS07Y4vNL1I/AAAAAAAABXg/PQKau6yk_N8/s400/DSCN1293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;failed attempt #2. there was something really wrong with my right hand today; it kept trembling and going out of focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936042380959986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS07ZLF4oPI/AAAAAAAABXs/Ts9JNws6YhU/s400/DSCN1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweet(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936045086473506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS07ZVK7fSI/AAAAAAAABX4/_4TvKQ8qkRw/s400/DSCN1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;potato!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936746249439474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08CJNNSPI/AAAAAAAABYE/Sh7iz34TlHU/s400/DSCN1296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936759099557570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08C5E6hsI/AAAAAAAABYU/fi4LneMt1Mw/s400/DSCN1297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936767407067586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08DYBlEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/InAjHvi3KRg/s400/DSCN1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936771746569138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08DoMMm7I/AAAAAAAABYk/J3_Z33q7nTU/s400/DSCN1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937458333762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08rl7VxJI/AAAAAAAABYs/ZFV0JwccYtE/s400/DSCN1300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937461750978226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08ryqEVrI/AAAAAAAABY0/Oj6mOJcDRJk/s400/DSCN1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937473110886178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08sc-exyI/AAAAAAAABY8/ncQ7iY8iVXk/s400/DSCN1302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937472205320002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08sZmk70I/AAAAAAAABZE/SksOOf1pbQY/s400/DSCN1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this looks damn HILARIOUS, HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937488419639138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS08tWAXz2I/AAAAAAAABZM/PJLK7-B_X4k/s400/DSCN1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;guitar(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937757779753890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS089Bc0-6I/AAAAAAAABZU/r-Ac_jAf1ok/s400/DSCN1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272937767796011282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS089mw48RI/AAAAAAAABZc/HO20FFLTj2s/s400/DSCN1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i look damn extra here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i already posted the pics so PP dont come haunting me with a dagger kay! anyway, havent received your sms BUT i assume you guys forgot to notify me. heehee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was a whale of a time, seriously.(: must have more of these get togethers kay! and sorry for not.. feeling in the mood to go out. probably its cos of the weather and everything mushed up together into a big pile of.. gross ball. looking forward to MPPW's next meeting in december, yo! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;QUIZ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Besides your mouth, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks:D where else?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;quite i guess. but i cant really define what i felt. maybe 99.9% sleepy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. How about now?&lt;br /&gt;definitely, after a great day(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;not exactly.. well my house isnt supplied with unlimited candies, sadly):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Who was the last person you ate with?&lt;br /&gt;teehee, my sister!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Are you currently taking a science class in school?&lt;br /&gt;its currently the school holidays, but yeah i'll be taking next year(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Kiss on the first date?&lt;br /&gt;um, i guess that'll be a miracle. which relationship develops THAT fast?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Would you rather have chicken or steak?&lt;br /&gt;steak(: JACK'S SPECIAL STEAK WOOHOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What were you doing at 10 am?&lt;br /&gt;lazing in my bed, debating whether i should get up anot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Are you different now than you were six months ago?&lt;br /&gt;i think so. definitely more.. matured(thinking wise) and i &lt;strikeout&gt;think&lt;/strikeout&gt; HOPED i grew taller:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember. milo i think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. How old will you be in 10 months?&lt;br /&gt;fifteen): gahhh so old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;jolene:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What month is your birthday in?&lt;br /&gt;January!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess.(: im not a tv addict.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. When was the last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;monday.. hes gone overseas for work):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. How many pets do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2. a white dog and a white rabbit:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Are you a female or a male?&lt;br /&gt;er, female?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?&lt;br /&gt;socks, they give me the christmas feel:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What are you doing for your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.. having choir on that day?:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;about how many more questions i have to answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Any plans for next weekend?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be gone in europe by then..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Do you smile a lot?&lt;br /&gt;i guess? i smile alot when im really really high:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. When was the last time you cried and why?&lt;br /&gt;i think it was yesterday. i dont know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. Have you ever had a life-threatening injury?&lt;br /&gt;i guess not:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to think about the future, really. unspoken dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Do you like flying or driving?&lt;br /&gt;i choose.. flying. breaking free:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Do you know how to drive a stick shift?&lt;br /&gt;?? im clueless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. What is your favourite thing to spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;i think clothes/accessories:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. Do you wear any jewelry daily?&lt;br /&gt;i just wore on.. monday. necklace!!&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Who got you the jewelry you are currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;im not wearing any.. but for the necklace.. a loved one(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. Who is the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;it depends. jolene and shannon in 205, ethel and loyee in choir, and my sis at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. How often do you remember your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;every now and then. they are all scattered over my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. What is your ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;a buzz. i dont know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Pass this quiz to 3 people&lt;br /&gt;shanping&lt;br /&gt;shannon&lt;br /&gt;jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;class gathering tomorrow with 601! feel so disconnected from everyone.. hope i can go(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its a story of a lifetime.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-535631549410078913?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/535631549410078913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=535631549410078913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/535631549410078913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/535631549410078913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/reveries-that-will-never-come-to.html' title='&quot;reveries that will never come to fruition&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SS06vKf56EI/AAAAAAAABWk/EOyMinuiW7U/s72-c/DSCN1284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-815501061273988268</id><published>2008-11-22T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:12:04.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an unexpected twist;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; the past few days had been a blast! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been going out everyday since like, tuesday. haha. and for various purposes too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, anyway i shall start updating on special events(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday (14 nov);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had choir and lunch with leting, followed by a very long awaited heart to heart talk(: finally cleared all the clouds in my head through that very.. special and inspirational conversation.. which also made me realise how much more piglet means to me than i ever realised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am really blessed to know you, leting! thank you for that day&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday (18 nov);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had choir prac which made me hyperventilate so so so much cos basically for the first hour or so all SLs werent present. but things turned out fine, really. haha in the end superwoman leting came back at 10, unexpectedly! then went to shanping's house with shannon chuan and jolene for mpp discussion(: and the first mpp episode included harrassing ROSANNE. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday (19 nov);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get-together at leting's house! with potato and the piglet. (: PP! hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it was a time when all of us can relief ourselves from all the stress/hectic stuff that we're going through everyday.. and of course an addition of spices to our everyday humdrums(: watched a few.. morbid and sadistic videos on youtube and some really sick recount on some jap guy being a horrible cannibal and consumed bits and pieces of the.. woman. its really GORISH (if theres such a word) cos its accompanied with real life pictures. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all those gruelling stuff, (i didnt know PP are so.. knowledgable about this sorta stuff.) we watched some japanese movie, called... ______. i kinda forgot, haha. it was slow-paced but very meaningful. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN. we watched leting getting crazy over her WLH and DT, which potato and i got much more familiar with to, and maybe developed a liking for their songs. hahaha. meanwhile, loyee was trying to develop her professional phototaking skills, by taking.. random photographs.&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures do the talking for now(: (credits to loyee!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399371402207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzJmlYNI/AAAAAAAABVE/Hi3d3gl3f84/s400/loyee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;loyee.. being very professional. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzuQ_qhI/AAAAAAAABVk/dYFyUbxAB-k/s1600-h/z173603106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399381243767314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzuQ_qhI/AAAAAAAABVk/dYFyUbxAB-k/s400/z173603106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; er. leting and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399374308228210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzUbbvHI/AAAAAAAABVU/KbgBv0PrNKQ/s400/z173601636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i like leting's cushions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399375856420530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzaMjRrI/AAAAAAAABVM/1qywZd58rvc/s400/z173601306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS has absolutely no relation to me okay&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399381012216930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFztZyfGI/AAAAAAAABVc/7k_v4Sim97A/s400/z173601785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha my fav, group photo(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you PP for the amusing day!&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday;(21st nov)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(JOLENE'S BIRTHDAY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(A DAY OF COMPLICATIONS.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so basically i met up with shannon (and jolene on the way) and both shannon and i were mainly preoccupied with running errands for the next day which was the big day, and did the video etcetc. haah i guess there's no need for me to recount the whole day anymore, since shannon already did, and as quoted from her, apparently SOMEONE didnt get it even though it was explained three times, hahaha. credits to shannon for her WHOLE post!!!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;details @ &lt;a href="http://happyandmiserable.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://happyandmiserable.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to cut short, thursday was just a very.. unpredictable day. haha and fun one of course(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday; (22nd nov)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(THE BIG DAY.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to start the day off with worries and anxiety, i had choir.. so that meant i had to rush down once choir ended, and we usually end.. late. hahah. so i put my laptop outside m3 for shannon to pick up and after choir, joyce and i chionged down to the canteen, and received news that jolene was late, yet again. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so much for all the anxiety!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, thank you to people who turned up and made some noise:D yeah shannon and i were debating when slowpok would arrive.. and she finally arrived at 1230. hahaha way past the estimated time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chuanling brought her to the canteen and all of us chorused to "happy birthday" and she blew the candles and blah blah.(: then we watchd the video together, which made the birthday girl and saiying cry. i was watching and halfway my tears tempted to fall.. but i restricted their boundary so only a few came out. i wonder if next year we'll be able to experience the same thing again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, here are the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271402912258757778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJBQUklJI/AAAAAAAABVs/q6Of7JR0Fcw/s400/DSCN1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271402918184821986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJBmZdJOI/AAAAAAAABV0/ATWveRDoPm4/s400/DSCN1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfKW2xbkyI/AAAAAAAABWc/ujBv9bZ6gOs/s1600-h/DSCN1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271404382869230370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfKW2xbkyI/AAAAAAAABWc/ujBv9bZ6gOs/s400/DSCN1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfKWUB3cbI/AAAAAAAABWU/fc7xEql_KVc/s1600-h/DSCN1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271404373542924722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfKWUB3cbI/AAAAAAAABWU/fc7xEql_KVc/s400/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJDc6blMI/AAAAAAAABWM/1q27a5zH8As/s1600-h/DSCN1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271402949998515394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJDc6blMI/AAAAAAAABWM/1q27a5zH8As/s400/DSCN1263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJCyU9-QI/AAAAAAAABWE/yaGKhOdE700/s1600-h/DSCN1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271402938567096578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJCyU9-QI/AAAAAAAABWE/yaGKhOdE700/s400/DSCN1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJCQZg_UI/AAAAAAAABV8/cLSYgzwv_Fc/s1600-h/DSCN1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271402929459363138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfJCQZg_UI/AAAAAAAABV8/cLSYgzwv_Fc/s400/DSCN1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video available for downloading/viewing here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?iyikfxybtni"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?iyikfxybtni&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so i guess that's all for now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-815501061273988268?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/815501061273988268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=815501061273988268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/815501061273988268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/815501061273988268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/unexpected-twist.html' title='an unexpected twist;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSfFzJmlYNI/AAAAAAAABVE/Hi3d3gl3f84/s72-c/loyee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2335137549968080644</id><published>2008-11-20T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:25:13.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday jolene!&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSWCJxe4ilI/AAAAAAAABU8/sDV6Vi_4YKA/s1600-h/jolene1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270762043320339026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSWCJxe4ilI/AAAAAAAABU8/sDV6Vi_4YKA/s400/jolene1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JOLENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for all the amusement you've brought into my life.. all the laughter all the joy.. its really fun to be with you. thank you for just being you.. because it is you who stands out. (: although we've only been close for only approximately a year.. that can never ever be equivalent to the amount of fun times we shared.&lt;br /&gt;doing the video made me realise.. like how much more we could have done, how much more i could have given, and how next year would be different.. its just like a needle piercing through. thank you for the dream jolene, the dream where everything was so perfect, the way you put it. i'll really miss you, your distinct laughter, your jokes, your words of wisdom.. i'll really really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i hope things wont ever change between us even though we're 2 classes apart. youve attained a special place in my heart that no one can ever replace(: i love you!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2335137549968080644?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2335137549968080644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2335137549968080644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2335137549968080644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2335137549968080644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-jolene3.html' title='happy birthday jolene!&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SSWCJxe4ilI/AAAAAAAABU8/sDV6Vi_4YKA/s72-c/jolene1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5824078015614048247</id><published>2008-11-13T23:21:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:32:00.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"i will remember you"</title><content type='html'>all hail to the person who dedicated "&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/SAfv7gF/music/zT9UM8Ov/ryan_cabrera_i_will_remember_you/"&gt;I Will Remember You - Ryan Cabrera&lt;/a&gt;" to 205, whom i think is van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that happened...&lt;br /&gt;its finally over):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;amp;D was a blast. i think it was perfect, perfect even if it isnt.the last time feeling so good on stage with 205, was so special i promise i'll keep it close to my heart to the very end. i dont even know how to sound coherent anymore(haha). it was just indescribable. every single move all of us made to make it happen.. all of them count. all the squabbles, all the laughter.. i rather those continue than everything to end, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you 205B, for everything(: i love you guys, loads. and im sure saiying does too. &lt;3&gt;class allocation came out on the big day.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know how to react.. its just a whole puddle of emotions mixed up together into a potion and poured into a boiling pot, where everything is forced to boil into gas. justina called jolene to tell her about our new classes, and jolene shannon are in 3/6, rosanne in 3/5. and im in 3/4. our way down to the GO was quite a silent one, and its more of me stoning in front of the board which determined our fate for us. maybe its just too hard to take..? the thought of not being with 205 anymore, not being with my close friends anymore.. ): trying so hard to keep the tears from falling really doesnt help to conceal all the nostalgia and sadness.. but thats just life, again. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before anything changes, i want to&lt;br /&gt;thank you 205 for everything, every single thing. no matter how minor how insignificant how unimportant it may seem, i still thank you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;thank you 205 for being such a wonderful class, although you guys make me feel like stabbing myself sometimes, but it never failed to turn out okay or mostly even better in the end.&lt;br /&gt;thank you all so much for all the wonderful times we had together as a class for two whole years. from 105'07 to 205'08. sec1 orientation, LSC'07, YDFF#1, ECP, last day of school, C&amp;amp;D, LSC'08, YDFF#2, teacher's day performance, C&amp;amp;D etc etc.&lt;/p&gt;there's so much i want to say, i want to thank for, but you know everything just cant seem to escape through the teeny fat stubby fingers.. theres just too much.&lt;br /&gt;its been a roller coaster ride, these 2 years. all the joy, tears, warmth.. all that we've been through together. all these cannot be put across by just a simple word. and only 36 of us would understand.. so i hope that we'll keep this special bond intact.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to keep all memories close, so hard to actually remember every single intricate detail of what happened over these 2 years, be it good or bad. its heartbreaking to think that my next 2 years in nanyang wouldnt be with all 35 of you, which means that i have to live by without all of your unique funny antics, all 205 is special for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed that i've been given a chance to be enroled into nanyang and this very special class.. looking back, i can actually see how much i've grown, how much all of us have grown together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thank you for growing up with me!"-lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i'll definitely miss growing up with you all): i wish there was a timeturner, and everything doesnt have to change.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. here are the dedications i've been trying to come out with all these while.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 ChenXi&lt;br /&gt;you are one very unique person. i dont know why, haha. thank you chenxi for offering help whenever i needed any. its saddening to think that you wont be pushing me back and forth during flag raising anymore, or calling "mandy mandy!" to ask about class stuff. i will really miss all your funny antics. jiayou dancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Shanping&lt;br /&gt;shanping shanping.. spongy bobby dancery. (i have no idea how that came out) you're definitely a person i would miss a lot. you're one that i can relate so much with, that i can crap around with so easily. i wouldnt have come this far without you.. and even if we're one class apart.. everything wont stay the same. the times spent with you and rosanne were one of those that i would remember for the rest of my life. you guys made me realise the meaning of true friendship. and you, thank you for being there when i needed someone. thank you for giving me moral support all the while, such that when i look back i always know that youre there. words cant say it all, but you know what i mean right?(: dont forget me okay! skyboy and i will always be awaiting your arrival. i love you bestie!&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 Jieying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are so tall.thats the first thing i can think of cos you always tower above me and i feel like a dwarf. haha. your company to do zuowen after school. next time whenever i have leftover homework to do after school i'll look for you in class, but then i wont get to see you in my class anymore): continue working hard okay! i'll miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 Evie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are one special special person to me. i think we've both achieved this special bond between us. i've always enjoyed your company, even when it was a silent one. i really appreciate everything you've done for me evie! those times when we crapped and lamed about during lessons.. *(rmb our dream school? hahaha) all of those will be kept dearly in my heart. and most imptly, thank you for sending God's words to me. somehow you've brought the meaning of life to me, even when you dont realise it. i love you evie!&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 Xinyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha chinese rep! youre very responsible and caring. thank you for encouraging me at times when our class is in chaos, and helping me whenever i needed help terribly. haha thank you for being patient when im lagging in handing up chinese homework, or whatever. oh by the way, you know i think you have character. i dont know why haha. you're definitely one person i will remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#6 vanessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banana! although it doesnt show on the surface, but vanessa youre one of the people i will remember and miss the most. for one, i think youve got a lot of character. that is very.. admirable, trust me. thank you for showing me the light in the dark tunnel whenever i felt so lost inside. youre a person that i can talk to so well, so much, and that i can truly be myself with. ive always enjoyed your company, and i hope that goes the same for you too. remember to come visit me next year okay! i will go visit you too, definitely. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#7 Yuka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your distinct squeaky voice that i can memorise so well. whenever i hear such a sound i'll turn around, sure to see you, haha. anyway, dear assistant monitress, thank you so much for everything, for all the encouragement that youve given throughout this tedious journey of leading the class. without you i wouldnt have made it to this point, seriously. thank you!!! i'll really miss you!&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#8Yunge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person full of wonders and creativity.. HAHA. youre damn hilarious i swear. the journeys we had on the way home and on the way to school are very very memorable. yunge.. youre another person that i enjoy the silent company with. thats very rare, i guess. hope that next year we'll still go home together, no matter how hard it seems. jiayou in CO and studies! haha i dont think that'll be much of a problem though, smartypants!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#9 Jessie Tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love your hair, really. youre another person whos so.. "I". interesting person, really. haha i think that youre a very practical and downtoearth person.. somehow. thank you for reminding me stuff anytime,anywhere. that helped alot, especially when im very.. forgetful and careless. will miss you too!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#10 Jessie Tee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first ever tablemate! haha remember the times during the first term of our first year when rosanne and i bombarded loads of stuf with you? and the time when we introduced ourselves to the class.. terribly. haha jessie youre a person that just makes 205 so complete. thank you for the moral support youve given me in work and all that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#11 Celeste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quiet, soft but very hilarious and comfortable to be with! you know.. its good to know that im not alone in times of crisis. somehow you make me feel that way.. through your encouraging smile and actions(: thank you celeste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#12 Beishi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se4beibei!:D hahaha you are really very fun to be with. with you there will never fail to be laughter with all your.. pervertic-ness and weird.. actions. hahaha. i look forward to being classmates with you for another 2 fun-filled years! its definitely heartwarming to know that you'll be with me.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#13 Kahmun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think you have a hidden inner child. hahah. youre a person that i look up to, really. smart, thin and slender (like a bamboo!HAHA), talented, practical.. youve got it man kahmun! :D hahaha you really crack me up when you act aunty sometimes "AIYOAH AMANDA!" haha. i'll miss you a lot.. really.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#14 Audrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey audrey.. youre a person that i will never ever forget. we've been through so much together. many many things that we cant put across with mere words. thank you for being there for me.. its heartwarming to know that someone is there to catch me when i fall. although we're not as close now.. i hope that the special bond we've developed this two years wil not break but instead tighten.. even when we're in different classes. haha sleep more kay!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#15 Yixuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youre a very very interesting person, seriously! hahaha youre a very nice person to chat with online. :D and youre freaking tall. plus, youre damn amusing. you have a nice voice too! LOL i dont know why whenever i talk to you i feel like laughing so much. i will miss you tallie! continue to work hard and be the smartypants you are.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#16 Lihan aka esther&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww. youre a person who gives me security.. somehow. maybe its cos youre nice to hug and cuddle into. youre a person 205 can never get by without, really. haha remember the times when audrey sara and i went to your house for art and made a big mess out of it? :D thanks for all those happy times, esther! i definitely miss your bear hug, especially the one on the last day of school(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#17 Marie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHGWA! haha youre so intriguing. and you have a very high talent in writing.. fanfiction. the times when i was your tablemate.. i was defintely awed in what you.. specialise in. haha, thanks for everything okay! im sorry for flaring up unnecessarily that time.. it was really an accident&gt;&lt; i hope that we'll keep in touch even when we're in different classes next year..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#18 Chuanling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aha, you give me the inspiration and the OOMPH! to do things. like many others,i think that youre a very capable person. and interesting one. (: you made me realise many precious things in life.. i think youre a very admirable character, definitely. thank you for giving me direction whenever i am like a lost sheep in a big big meadow. i wouldnt have made it without you too, chuan. i didnt have the chance to say this, but i love you.. through many things that we've done together, that youve done for me.. i really appreciate all of them. all the best in netball and studies okay! promise me we'll keep in touch&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#19 Saiying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aww we the awesome two!:D although we only got closer through drama.. i have a found a nice and true friend in you. thank you for giving me support and encouragement all these while.. its really been very nice working with you. its actually one of the projects that i enjoyed doing alot, although its really difficult. thank you for giving me the strength and faith to move on.. even at times when it seemed all impossible. i always feel the security that everything will be alright in the end when youre there. keep in touch, okay? love you saiying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#20 Nerice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll miss your hugs, your comforting smile, your "its okay, its okay" or "cool down, cool down". youre a very motherly figure, i must say. you prevent all of us from exploding.. haha. thank you nerice! good luck in future endeavours.. keep in touch okay! (: i'll hug you whenever i see you along the corridors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#21 Jolene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jolene.. its heartbreaking to know that we wont be in the same class anymore. its so saddening to know that i'll be seperated from a very special person who means so much to me. thank you for everything.. for supporting and encouraging me this whole year, for the hugs whenever i needed one, for offering your shoulder whenever i needed someone to lean on, for offering your listening ear whenever i needed one, and just.. so much more. youre a very indescribable confidante, just a person who understands me so much. youve guided me throughout this journey full of ups and downs without fail. youre an indescribably awesome friend, really. thinking that we wont be in the same class next year really sucks. i cant imagine): your friendship matters so much to me, i hope that our bond will be unbreakable.. i hope that no matter how hard it may be, we'll still be as close. i'll really miss all your nonsense and the times when you just get really annoying and hit people's ROUND parts and keep disturbing people.. i'll really really miss you): i love you loads, jolene! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#22 Rosanne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha very talented modern and ballet dancer. you appear to me as a very.. determined person. especially in the aspect of dance.(: you somehow intrigued me in your world of dance, haha. continue to dance well, eh? i'll always be supporting you!(: anyway, its been a terribly wonderful 2 years spent with you (note the oxymoron LOL). youre a vry interesting person, really. thank you for everything, for brightening up my day without fail with all your funny antics, for all the times we spent together, especially during 3rd lang, with shanping and all that. im sorry for all the had happened over the times.. but dont ever forget RAS okay! no matter what is shown on the surface, you've been my best friend, you are my best friend, and you'll always be(: i hope we wont lose communication even if we're in different classes.. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#23 Sara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey term4 tablemate! i dont think you'll get to see this, but anyhow, thank you for brightening my life up with your madness. haha its been really a whale of a time sitting with you. youre a great person to work with, like FPS the class chalet and those small little tiny things. things wouldnt be the same without you! thank you for all that you've done(: will miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#24 Sumei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha i feel like laughing now. you are a very hilarious person, with all your actions and gungho ness about class bonding, LOL. i'll really really miss your voice and you yourself.. wouldnt hear anymore "i love 205 whoo!!!"): you really brighten and cheer me up whenever im down.. cos at least i know theres a very patriotic twofiver in class. that warms my heart, really. all the best in everything you do okay! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i love 205, need i say more?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#25 Joling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL the greatest impression you have on me is that you look ALOT like selina from SHE. especially with your hairstyle on C&amp;amp;D. you have a really interesting background, haha. thank you for helping me with the annoying ICT work whenever i feel like smashing the computer into pieces. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#26 Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo lynn! youre a very funny person, i just realised. youre very easy to talk to too. thank you for the encouragement you've given me, even if it was just a smile. all of those really, really helped. congrats with getting into math and science programme, you smartypants! (see who was the one who said she wasnt smart?!:P) jiayou in everything you do okay! will miss you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#27 Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have so many things to thank for, and promise that you'll always remember 205, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#28 Xingying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;science lab partner!! youre one whom is open to my clumsiness and stupidity.. in the lab or in the kitchen. you know im just a klutz in those stuff, right? haha. its been great talking to you and having those tiny heart to heart talks while not giving our attention to the teacher in front. youre one of a kind, really. egopok, i'll miss you!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#29 Joyce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;batchmate!! hahaha although i'll get to see you during choir.. things wont be exactly the same anymore.): theres really many many things i have to thank you for, for the support, constant reminders to keep me awake! and encouragement.. you gave me the spirit to strive on. i never once knew you were so.. feeling, not that youre unfeeling but i didnt know you had such a strong feeling for 205. haha dont take that too heart okay. youve been a fantastic companion, one that i would miss alot next year. thank you loads, joyce(: (go nyc!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#30 Tania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D pink obsessed woman! hahaha youre a very nice person, but i never knew you had hidden violence.. till like recently. thank you for being so understanding and kind.. and your grandmaish words of wisdom really helped, no kidding:D i have always enjoyed your company.. like after school in betweens and even if its just a word with you or something. they're all frequently pink-filled haha. i'll really miss you and your pink obsessions.. it'll just make me feel so empty.): and you being judy and your just very.. unexpected antics. we must keep in touch okay!&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#31 Justina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;small small person(: i will really miss all your screams, all your complaints, all your highness.): thank you for being so accomodating and understanding.. it'll definitely wouldnt be the same without you.. good luck in all that you do okay..? you have the ability really. jiayou jiayou go excel!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#32 Tricia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol bimbo, to-be-rich-husband's-wife!:D youre a very amusing person! although ive been tablemates with you for only i think, 3 4 days or a week, its been enjoyable. haha you tried speaking chinese i think, and i remembered doing that chinese nianxi with you! thank you for just.. being there. it helps to know that youre emphathizing, really. will miss you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#33 Julie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mommy... thank you julie for all the great advices on things i never thought would happen. your rational and calm personality really brings about great comfort and ease.. youre the remedy to my explosive reaction, haha. thank you so much for being a great advisor... a great listening ear and a great tablemate. youre really one of a kind, the kind who will commit herself to everything she does, to God to Christianity.. its worth looking up to. really happy that im in the same sec3 class as you yeah! :D lets rock our other 2 years at ny together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#34 Jianing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comfy..): i cant imagine not jumping in front of you and claiming how high/unhigh you are anymore): its so saddening.. anyway jianing, thank you for instiling so much laughter and sunshine into my life. i think youre really unique.. one who has a unique outlook on life.. and just so many things worth admiring for. youre a person who inspires me to look on the brighter side of life, just by looking at your blog or looking at you haha. i'll miss you jianing, hope that we'll continue getting high with each other okay! jiayou for shooting and mugging, i know you can do it, like you always do(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#35 Shannon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea what to say, because actually there's too many things to say. you know shannon.. i think youre a friend that i'll never ever ever forget. i guess words cant express it all, but thank you for everything okay...? all those things that we've gone through together.. they're all really very memorable. youre really awesome, and somehow although we only got closer to each other this year or quite recently, you have a special place in my heart. i'll keep all the memories i spent together with you close to my heart, mostly hilarious incidents like YOU spilling coke over yourself for NO reason, haha. and most importantly, you have that kind heart that really stands out. and another one, i've seriously never ever EVER seen such a talented athlete, but i see that shining talent in you. continue to strive in whatever you do okay! and dear dear friend, always always keep that smile on your face, i dont care if you continue to poke people's ROUND stuff, just always remain that cheery you(: it'll really be sad to part with you.. but i'll remember you forever. love you shannon, love you loads&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#36 Junqi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha you know i just came to realise this year that youre freaking hilarious. in many ways.. i realised your favourite phrase is "errrrr!" in the babyish way, haha. i've always enjoyed your company, like the other time when you needed so badly to breathe and escape from the winds of stress before math exam and we strolled only on level 3. hahaha. you have a flair for math, really. the way you do it.. its just damn natural. seating with you for a term really inspired me a lot to love math much more. haha i dont think you know that! but anyway, you've always been a person that i can relate a lot to.. just a very comfortable person that i can sit down and laugh and talk with, at ease. i'll really miss laughing over nonsense with you.. and i'll just miss being of close proximity to you. somehow you always give me the feeling that everything will turn out alright. have confidence in yourself okay? (: KEEP IN TOUCH HOR, POPO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the time has come for us part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For have faith in us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the flame of 205 will never die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5824078015614048247?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5824078015614048247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5824078015614048247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5824078015614048247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5824078015614048247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-remember-you.html' title='&quot;i will remember you&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4655300216721215138</id><published>2008-11-08T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:33:10.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally random</title><content type='html'>this is so abrupt. and you can totally ignore this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got a mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling sad now):&lt;br /&gt;because of many many small little things added up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be the darkness outside; the gloomy side of me is overshadowing the cheery side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind,its difficult to understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4655300216721215138?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4655300216721215138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4655300216721215138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4655300216721215138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4655300216721215138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/totally-random.html' title='totally random'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6187043186667724309</id><published>2008-11-08T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:37:32.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love♥</title><content type='html'>haha i shall start recounting from... thursday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. had a short rehearsal with shannon tania and saiying in the morning. solved some loops in that short 2hour rehearsal.. hope everything works accordingly, in 4 days time. haha but we had a good laugh over.. certain unsayable stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i had my strangest encounter ever. not going to elaborate much(haha) all i can say was, shannon and i went to KAP and we spent quite an amount of time deciding on our eating location and dwelling there before queuing up. and shannon spilt coke on herself. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night had a conference call with jerlyn and erina. it seemed like years, buddayes! finally had a chance to hear you guys. its been long really.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to choir first thing in the morning, then hanged around in j8 for awhile before heading back to school for fundraising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was heartwarming to see that everyone was getting to work at that time and there were no squabbles at all(: sold flowers and 205's unique italian soda; both sold out quite well, i guess! haha all of us went to certain great extents to persuade people to buy, maybe using the method of battering/fluttering our eyelids to some customers (or maybe not!). haha but i guess yuka's cute little distinct voice help in the small little business:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ended the day with $265, highest in 2 days!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;the day went great, haha but during the debrief we had to clear some unfinished mess before we were released. so typical of us right!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i guess the next and final obstacle in our sec2 lives will be.. choral and drama night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kind of freaks me out to think that on wednesday we would be addressed as the performers. and then it would be "under a single spotlight" for us. getting everything right will mean a thousand times harder than saying it out. 4 days left and i already feel.. nervous, scared and anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im starting to go hysterical.. butterflies are starting to fly in my stomach, heart palpitating erratically as seconds pass and actually when we get nearer and nearer to the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it supposed to be that exaggerated?? i hope not but it is. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should probably go try out sharpay's bloobloobloooAHH thing. okay maybe on that day 205 B can do that(: (okay im desperately trying to stop the hyperventilation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i shouldnt be worrying, 17 other people are together with me(:&lt;br /&gt;205B, we can do it! yes yes yes we can. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;its the last shot, make it count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of the nonsense. i think im going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, jerlyn erina cassandra if you guys are seeing this, hope you guys come okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed (14th nov)&lt;br /&gt;730pm at NYGH!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, here's the few dedications that i either promised, or wanted to do for so long but didnt have a chance to get onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to E and J,&lt;br /&gt;okay so firstly sincere apologies to you guys to keep yall waiting. according to jerlyn you guys placed my blog under surveillence 24/7. sorry..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, actually it isnt much of a surprise as to what you guys are going through.. cos we have once gone through the same exact stages you guys are currently passing, looks like it. i guess thats the reason why i empathise with you guys, at least i hope im not sidetracking. i know the pain and anxiety.. the fear and anger are all beyond words. its difficult to describe all those mixed emotions you feel right...? im sorry to hear about whats happening over on your side, but i really do understand. in same way or another, its the similar situation that occurred to us. but you know what? at the end of the end of the day, whats left in those fond memories of yours would be the pictures of all 54 of you going through so much together, and no doubt these times would keep playing in your head.&lt;br /&gt;i know that for now there isnt much to help improve the disaster.. but before you know it it'll get better(: just continue having faith in yourselves, because of what you are, because of your passion and because of her. dont ever give up, cos if you guys dont care, who else will?&lt;br /&gt;although i know i cant really help much.. i wish you guys the best okay. i'll always be here if you need me&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to 2 of you:&lt;br /&gt;haha i think this may come as a surprise to you two, but i've been trying to convey this message to you.. but i just cannot find the right words. but now i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just started feeling the decrease of passion i have for that certain something, although it maybe quite different from your certain specific 'something'. i feel quite sad to hear that you dont feel like trying anymore, after several failed attempts of.. trying to do well. but no matter what it isnt other people that matter, its yourself. it doesnt mean that you arent good enough and do not have enough qualifications to do better or at least up to your standard when other people look you down..&lt;br /&gt;you know, i think its quite difficult to stand in your shoes, and try to feel the way you actually do, cos i think me and you two are in two different worlds. but one thing for sure, since you've joined your certain something, the best you can do is to be committed to it, since you chose it and you must have a good reason for doing so. dont let that passion of yours fade away okay..? its not worth it. make those times struggling under the hot sun count.&lt;br /&gt;believe in yourselves, and know that i have absolute faith in you guys!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6187043186667724309?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6187043186667724309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6187043186667724309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6187043186667724309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6187043186667724309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='love♥'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-9093187184650214027</id><published>2008-11-02T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:39:44.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let memories unfold.</title><content type='html'>so here's the continuation of friday's post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after level closure, it was choir prac. after so long i finally made my foothold in m301. actually i must admit choir went better than expected; i was kinda prepared to feel like a lost sheep after missing 2 pracs, but sec4 graduation brought back many fond memories that covered all the fear and anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if the atmosphere was less laughy and more serious i would shed a tear or two. although im not exactly close to sec4 seniors, at least im on talking terms with them(:&lt;br /&gt;wil never forget the wisdom jane passed on to sop2s and me, jemima, grace and her funny antics, ruimin and her.. intimidating voice, ethel and her craziness, all my sop2 seniors, and so many more. thank you seniors for everything, for everything that we've gone through these 2 years together. may your future be filled with blessings and happiness! God bless&lt;3 href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u3rxiy7I/AAAAAAAABU0/Qc22GjSQ02I/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055811132541874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u3rxiy7I/AAAAAAAABU0/Qc22GjSQ02I/s400/Picture+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amanda leting jem rebekah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u3IPPwbI/AAAAAAAABUs/yT9cY6NadfE/s1600-h/Picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055801593446834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u3IPPwbI/AAAAAAAABUs/yT9cY6NadfE/s400/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rebekah amanda and leting:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u2-572II/AAAAAAAABUk/1DtbJuuu6cA/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055799088142466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u2-572II/AAAAAAAABUk/1DtbJuuu6cA/s400/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane the mommy and leting again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u2vERbvI/AAAAAAAABUc/8b_eJulN2ec/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055794836532978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u2vERbvI/AAAAAAAABUc/8b_eJulN2ec/s400/Picture+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehheh mommy and leting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u0LdFFmI/AAAAAAAABUU/AUMqjA4g-qk/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055750917166690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u0LdFFmI/AAAAAAAABUU/AUMqjA4g-qk/s400/Picture+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sop2s&lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagged in m3 for a while and reminsced about 205 with joyce, then headed down to canteen with loyee yvonne leting and wenjing. talked about nonsense, and aftr yvonne went off we started laming around with HSM3. (or rather, loyee and i.) wenjing and leting looked at us blankly the whole while. cos loyee was mimicking troy's actions during now or never hahaha. then we all got so bored that we started playing the dididi game. WHICH WAS DARN FREAKING HILARIOUS we were ROFL-ing. successfully persuaded leting to join in the game. and when jolene came, she saw us playing and laughed. and we were like ?! okay so apparently, i taught them the wrong way of playing the dididi game. it was sooo humiliating when they all started mocking at me. ): anyways we started playing it THE REAL WAY and really laughed alot alot. then we started playing the who what huh! game. actually i never ever thought i would be playing such mindless and senseless games with such.. intelligent and sensible people but our inner child displayd themselves heh. had a wonderfult ime laughing, after so long. (SIXTEEN NOV PEOPLE!&lt;3)&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left school at around 63o with jolene and went home.. yeah so that's pretty much it. on a random note, "parting is not nice, i dont like to part." - jolene i agree this statement a hell lot. if there was one thing that is allowed to be omitted in this unfair world i would choose to omit the unfeeling justice of &lt;i&gt;parting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to part, i dont like the sadness and tears it brings, neither do i like to distance with all the people parting has made to become its victims. no thats so depressing to think of. i wouldnt want to think of how i would feel next year when everything changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not everything will change, but still something will feel amiss): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i keep thinking that next year will be a year filled with loads of laughter and joy created and shared with the 35 other people whom i know for 2 years. actually to be honest i've never really thought about the aftermath of parting with 205. i never actually thought about it before. so i guess when it really comes it'll hit really hard on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling hasnt really set in yet, and i feel remorseful for feeling that everything will stay the same. i dont think i've ever experienced it before, cos in p6 nothing was actually felt&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;but yeah, i guess i've never been so attached to something before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;205 has taught me countless and priceless things that i can never gain from anything or anyone else. 35 of you all have somewhat become my &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt;, that i can always count on and just... be together with. you guys taught me how to be committed to something with 101% heart, and that life wasnt so easy to deal with, but everything comes out okay in the very end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really dont know what to expect when next year comes and the disheartening fact of us not that intact with each other anymore dawns on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its saddening to think that you wont be naming 205 anymore when someone asks you what class youre from, but surely everyone will remember this special class, this special group of people deep down in their hearts. im afraid that memories would fade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lets cherish the moments we have left together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"once a &lt;strikeout&gt;wildcat&lt;/strikeout&gt;fiver, always a &lt;strikeout&gt;wildcat&lt;/strikeout&gt;fiver.&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-9093187184650214027?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9093187184650214027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=9093187184650214027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/9093187184650214027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/9093187184650214027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-memories-unfold.html' title='let memories unfold.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SQ2u3rxiy7I/AAAAAAAABU0/Qc22GjSQ02I/s72-c/Picture+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1983417576102555711</id><published>2008-11-02T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:15:11.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>i feel really outdated now, sorry you people who tagged me this quiz that can go on and on for ages o.o hahaha but then that'll not stop me from doing it, cos im doing for you guys!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've been tagged by jianing, junqi, shannon and tania. if i dont miss out anyone that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The &lt;strikeout&gt;person&lt;/strikeout&gt;people who tagged you &lt;strikeout&gt;is&lt;/strikeout&gt;are?&lt;br /&gt;Jianing Junqi Shannon &amp;amp; Tania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Your relationship with &lt;strikeout&gt;him/her&lt;/strikeout&gt;them?&lt;br /&gt;Friends&amp;amp;lovely classmates!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Your 5 impressions of them.&lt;br /&gt;Jianing - crazy COMFY high PERFECTIONIST bimbo!(:&lt;br /&gt;Junqi - HIGH nonsensical hilarious SMART nice(:&lt;br /&gt;Shannon - HA. nonsensical woman FUNNY sporty extremely lovable cute!(:&lt;br /&gt;Tania - :) PINK woman has hidden violent characteristics nice gentle great dancer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)The most memorable thing &lt;strikeout&gt;he/she&lt;/strikeout&gt;they had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;Jianing -  being high with me!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;Junqi - helping me count/collate exam scripts/class stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon - always lending a helping hand when i needed one(:&lt;br /&gt;Tania - being beside me when im entirely nonsensical(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)The most memorable thing &lt;strikeout&gt;he/she&lt;/strikeout&gt;they had said to you.&lt;br /&gt;Jianing - "must be high okay!!!" -zi high-s herself-&lt;br /&gt;Junqi - "Why you so sad? must be happy!" -flashes a HUGE grin to me-&lt;br /&gt;Shannon - "OI PIGGYTAN!" -pokes ****-&lt;br /&gt;Tania - actually i cant remember anything except her really hilarious... hahaha laughter. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)If &lt;strikeout&gt;he/she&lt;/strikeout&gt;they become your lover, thing &lt;strikeout&gt;he/she&lt;/strikeout&gt;they have to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i doubt that'll ever happen. but if that actually happens, i guess i will accept them for who they are(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)If they become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;): (i dont like enemies!) so maybe i'll.. cry. and get depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)(Repeat Question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)What is it you want to tell them now?&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, thanks for being such wonderful classmates for these 2 years. no matter what i'll always remember you! and thank you so much for being there for me. its been great knowing you all, will miss you loads!&lt;3 LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Your overall impression of them is?&lt;br /&gt;jianing - very high &amp;amp; estatic! kind and nice(:&lt;br /&gt;junqi - can get very high &amp;amp; laughy! helpful(:&lt;br /&gt;shannon - haha very nice. caring and helpful!&lt;br /&gt;tania - a wonderful pink woman(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)How do u think ppl around you will feel around you?&lt;br /&gt;well.. happy and comfortable, i hope(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. er motivating myself and others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;um. being too self-conscious, sensitive and emotional, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;a person who can.. help others when in need.but ultimately, im just me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)For people that care and likes you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for being there for me everytime. even if i dont show that i appreciate it, i really do deep inside and, i really appreciate your constant support care concern and love you have showered on me all these while. i love you!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you!&lt;br /&gt;1. Leting&lt;br /&gt;2. Loyee&lt;br /&gt;3. Jerlyn&lt;br /&gt;4. Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;5. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;6. Yuka!&lt;br /&gt;7. Kahmun&lt;br /&gt;8. Chuanling&lt;br /&gt;9. Jolene&lt;br /&gt;10. beishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is no. 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;(Yuka) LOL. so unexpected. i'll be shocked if she is having one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Is no. 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;(Jolene) Female!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(Kahmun &amp;amp; Beishi) LOLLOL. omg this is so.. coincidental. Good in c&amp;amp;d, i dont know if its good in real life, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(loyee) probably.. music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)What was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;(jerlyn) yesterday! on msn(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;haha i think.. some Christian band. cant remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Does no. 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;(leting) ahhaha a younger brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;(jerlyn) er, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;(kahmun) LOL. this is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(cass) i guess so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;(joyce) tang! pronounced as tank, with a g consonant at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)What is a hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;(beishi) LOL. acting.. pervertic? and smacking people's heads/butts. (thanks a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;(Joyce&amp;amp;jolene) haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;(loyee) nygh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)Talk about something for no. 1&lt;br /&gt;(leting) erratic moodswings, really. but a really nice confidante and friend and sister and batchmate and everyone who you can think of. nice to talk to! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;(chuanling) hahaha no? dont even think about it, she has disneyland:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Where does no. 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;(Jolene) yishun! khatib actually. are they grouped together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35)What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;(cassandra) yellow/purple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Are no. 1 and 5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;(leting&amp;amp;joyce) hahaa they are batchmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37)Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;(leting) er.. no. i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38)Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;(Kahmun) HAHAH. never seen her in any revealing clothes before. but could be! tall thin and slender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39)What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;(beishi) i have no idea. dressing up as a bear in m'sia, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've finally finished this quiz. HA. huge sense of accomplishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;205, youre still stuck in my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1983417576102555711?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1983417576102555711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1983417576102555711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1983417576102555711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1983417576102555711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1447105917351568452</id><published>2008-10-31T21:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:54:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205'08&lt;3</title><content type='html'>today was a very memorable day, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really a step ahead from last year's scene on this day; everyone was crying for a good cause instead of otherwise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt goosebumps all over since the start of the day.. which kinda made me oblivious to my slight fever, runny nose and sore throat. of course, the warmth that the class unconsciously emanated.&lt;br /&gt;the day started quite well.. with chenxi jolene and shannon talking nonstop about crap and plucking out my hair(!!) and disgustingly threw them all over the place (think about passing down those things=.=) which were as usual, lame. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;that kinda set the whole mood for the last day of school, especially as the last official day as a member of 205 (okay actually there's still C&amp;amp;D). but it was quite saddening to think that was the last ever time we'll all queue up in a straight row as 205. and that'll be the last time i wear that golden badge.. the thought of leaving 205 is just.. depressing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had some spring cleaning and then photo taking. it was damn hilarious cos we did some flash mob thing for candid shot and i think it looked uber cool:D sorry to say that some of us were missing in that picture.. ): after that jolene shannon accompanied me to pop to get colour papers for the letter writing ceremony during level closure cos apparently many forgot to bring (including me, haha). but when we got there pop was surprisingly not opened for businss yet so we sat outside and tried to emo. okay that wasnt very successful for me since im quite.. unfeeling in a way? well i dunno. but when we were listening to the graduation song suddenly there was this thunderous sound of the metal thing going up and someone appeared behind us. shannon got SO shocked that she jumped up and down the stairs, away, jolene WAHHHH-ed and i went eeks. HAHA. it was damn funny, its like some comic relief out of a disastrous.. scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well watched some 105 class thing that sumei did (or her bro) in class together.. and jolene and shannon were the only poeple who cried. quite surprising eh? actually i came to realise that both of em regardless of how silly they act look and talk they still have many many feelings deep inside. hahaa(: break after that, and then class closure resumed after recess. wanglaoshi distributed the report book slips (HORROR) but everyone kinda expected what they would get so we did not kick up a fuss over results. so then it was speech time. everyone was supposed to give a short speech on what they want to say to the class according to register order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the part where everyone started to cry like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, crying is contagious like laughter. once one person starts the whole trend, it gets passed on really fast and by the time jessietan spoke everyone was already.. red with tears brimming in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it was my turn.. i was quite taken aback for no absolute reason but i was just speechless when i stood up. actually to be honest, a huge amount of disappointment set in when i couldnt cry as jolene and shannon were tearing away.. felt really really sad that emotions could not display themselves when the time is ripe. really didnt want to feel the way i felt in graz when the results were out we got into the finals and gold but no tears of hard work came out):&lt;br /&gt;but when i stood up its like this huge massive wave of tears formed into a tsunami which kinda drowned my brain and i started sobbing. well.. i cannot really say what i want to say from the bottom of my heart when its in front of eveyrone just like that, cos i'll still suffer from stage fright and forget everything i planned to say... but at least the main points were said out at that time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really a thrilling experience of being part of 105'07 and 205'08, everyone taught me how to be a better person in every way. i guess without any single head in the class 205 will never be 205, because everyone counts. its not how people notice us but how we notice ourselves.. haha even though we may seem slack, if we want to do something we'll do it great no matter what. and that i guarantee 101%.(: thats what that makes 205 so special. looking back, its quite amazing as to how all 36 have come so far, together. from strangers, to friends forever(: it has been a whale of a time, but of course not a bed of roses. many disputes, arguements occurred but in the process tears were shed and joy was shared. i'll never ever forget every single soul in the classroom that i've gone through so much with. thanks for evrything, 205! i love you&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's more i want to say but i shall leave the rest to after choral and drama night.. when its really over):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when the curtain closes, its really over." -adapted from chuanling.&lt;br /&gt;thats really hard to accept, but really i think that'll happen. nvm we shall leave the best to the last(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, we've got two more BIG big projects on hand. two last ones we'll all be working on together! so let us all make drama and fundraising A HIT SUCCESS. woohoo&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GOGO 205. I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so back to today's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to boarding school after class closure for level closure. nothing much happened, specific memories for specific classes i guess. class montage was really cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yeah so thats the end of today. i shall post more about choir perhaps tmr, GOING TO BED NOW DEADBEAT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1447105917351568452?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1447105917351568452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1447105917351568452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1447105917351568452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1447105917351568452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/205083.html' title='205&apos;08&lt;3'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-965770769512804925</id><published>2008-10-31T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:31:56.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-965770769512804925?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/965770769512804925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=965770769512804925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/965770769512804925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/965770769512804925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/205.html' title='205'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-270733224178775547</id><published>2008-10-27T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:07:22.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGGEST SELF ACHIEVEMENT OF THE YEAR.</title><content type='html'>YES I FINALLY LEARNT HOW TO CYCLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so long of dreaming wishing daydreaming hoping... IT HAS COME TRUE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i know this is stupid to most people but to a stupid person like me, LEARNING HOW TO CYCLE MEANS TRUCKLOADS. whoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY MAN I KNOW HOW TO CYCLE! I CAN CYCLE WITH YOU GUYS ALREADY 205! (for those who can withstand my constant rantings and screamings and AHHHs.) man a lot of patience is needed to be with me eh? hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay all thanks to my uncle who gave me all the basics (rather than my dad who had abandoned me in the middle of the pedestrian pavement. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: AHHHH! aiyo so difficult lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;-gets off the bike-&lt;br /&gt;dad: AIYA you enough already la, my turn my turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;-snatches bike away and cycles far away into the horizon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MEANNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay cos i learnt how to cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks saiying jolene junqi jianing (sorry for hurting your leg) audrey for coaching me at first! now i think i know how to salvage my inbalance when i slant to one side; just keep on slanting and move the bike the othr way right? hahah im not making sense. cos my brain is full of high juices. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post isnt making much sense but i guess its just to celebrate me for learning how to cycle, and knowing how to cycle on MY OWN for 50 M at the most(: great achievement ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;CHUAN YOU BETTER LEARN HOW TO CYCLE.&lt;/strikeout&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay jolene just told me that YOU learnt how to cycle one day before sentosa. HMPHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-270733224178775547?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/270733224178775547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=270733224178775547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/270733224178775547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/270733224178775547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/biggest-self-achievement-of-year.html' title='BIGGEST SELF ACHIEVEMENT OF THE YEAR.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5435877853882711921</id><published>2008-10-22T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:43:50.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"even if we're miles and miles and miles apart."</title><content type='html'>okay so its been eons ago since i've touched my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to but this always slips off my fingertips when.. it comes to posting. so i never really got around to post. anyway, i really missed a lot a lot a lot of major events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack day with jolene shannon and shanping (wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannon's outing (FTS!&lt;3)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;class chalet (!!!) (sunday-monday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unraveling mysterious days (=.=) (tuesday &amp;amp; wednesday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;volleyball! (thursday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hsm3 (today!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah its like a hell lot of stuff. plus bits and pieces of choir.. and other stuff. never to forget, DRAMA. hahaha. okay now to add on the list, JIANING WANTS ME TO DO SOME QUIZ THAT SHE CLAIMS IS IRRITATING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i shall start with &lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out that morning to fetch shannon and shanping from the bus stop, and subsequently took sky for a walk. but on the contrary the walk became a run. people were staring at us (sky &amp;amp; me - and fyi, sky is a dog, not the real sky!!!) and he was like a maniac um hopping around at everything that obstructed our way (or rather his way). haha. so RAN back to my house with shannon and shanping, and we started watching hsm2. ate lunch and jolene came. we started watching "maori and the three puppies". it was actually a really touching show, but LOL jolene spoilt the atmosphere by laughing at the utmost saddening parts. heh shanping teared a bit! and shannon claimed that if jolene wasnt there she could have cried to, but never mind i never knew such a show could be that humourous! (MOTO MOTO = SOMETIMES.) hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;next we watched enchanted and LOL-ed hard. fairy tales never fail to amuse us, seriously(: then lamed around and play with sky and then they went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel damn nostalgic about that period of time when life felt so carefree and like nothing could possibly go wrong. i guess this was a day that we all felt.. like we were in the past with no troubles(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5435877853882711921?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5435877853882711921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5435877853882711921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5435877853882711921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5435877853882711921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/even-if-were-miles-and-miles-and-miles.html' title='&quot;even if we&apos;re miles and miles and miles apart.&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7012041889962672018</id><published>2008-10-16T12:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:11:42.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom's here(:</title><content type='html'>haha havent touched blogger for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally the period of torture is over! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back, i cant believe that what all of us sec2s have been working for are all over. eoys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just 6 plain papers that could entangle our brain so much with excessive information, facts and make us go crazy. hahaha now its freedom and we're free to do anything we want. all hail to EEOY!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on tuesday, everyone was practically counting down to the end of math paper 1(which thankfully went.. quite okay). no it wasnt like the hsm2 scene but at least it had that kind of ambience, just that it had to end with some exam. and sumei was seriously hilarious, "205! THIS IS THE LAST EXAM WE'LL BE TAKING TOGETHER!" HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but really come to think of it, it really is the last exam paper that 205 would be taking together as a class.. altogether in the same exam hall. its kinda sad to think that we will have to separate so soon.. less than a month together.. after all like shanping said, 205's the class that we grew up in, the first ever foothold we conquered in nygh. i'll miss yall alot): nvm now it's not the sad and nostalgic moment yet, let's play our hearts out yeah? YEAH CHALET, DRAMA AND OUTINGS! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so back to tuesday. a whole bunch of us went to jurong east to iceskate:D hehheh. it was damn funny on the bus; we were practically creating havoc! the few of us (note the word FEW) were screaming our heads off while molesting other people =.= HAHA. reached jurong east and then all of us went to the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was still in a stance, because i was just following the herd then i realised we were heading towards the toilet. so i asked jessie tan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why are we all going to the toilet?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"to change la of course, what else!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OH YA HOR"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you can change here!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah. braindead braindead. we flooded the whole toilet and then went for lunch. ate at the food court and sacrificed my cheeseeeeeeeeeee friessss anyway i didnt feel like eating that (for once!!) so ate chicken rice with junqi. talked and then next was arcade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt do much there; jolene and shannon went to hang out with the machines and the rest of us went to take neoprints(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall just put all neoprints together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd shot was with wls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEYsUQ-I/AAAAAAAABSU/9jHEHoNeMXQ/s1600-h/neoprint_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257611791698248674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEYsUQ-I/AAAAAAAABSU/9jHEHoNeMXQ/s400/neoprint_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEfiYazI/AAAAAAAABSc/AbnNc5smdsQ/s1600-h/neoprint_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257611793535626034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEfiYazI/AAAAAAAABSc/AbnNc5smdsQ/s400/neoprint_0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEhmWC_I/AAAAAAAABSk/DgStYoMt6z8/s1600-h/neoprint_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257611794089118706" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKio6_87I/AAAAAAAABTU/Ij59qPRI92A/s400/neoprint_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKi6wQpAI/AAAAAAAABTc/ihMms69Sb7M/s1600-h/neoprint_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257612316237669378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKi6wQpAI/AAAAAAAABTc/ihMms69Sb7M/s400/neoprint_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;credits to jianing who sent the neos to everyone!thanks:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha hadnt hit the neoprint booth for a really long time! it was really squishy and all but it was worth the fun, seriously(: everyone was trying to shuffle seats and everything and i think we made a whole mess in the booth but it turned out okay(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;next stop was the rink(:&lt;br /&gt;fell down a hell lot of times. but at least it was better than the first try(: there were quite a lot of nanyang girls there.. including2/2. banged into people a couple of times, and the worst was when i almost crashed into a girl and i was sent flying into the air and a thud on the floor in a superman likish way.. my whole body flat ont he ground. heh, maybe not so exaggerated but yeah along those lines, hahaha. and many people started laughing. HRMPH. its not my fault okay, i dont really know how to balance on those metal things.. i shall learn how to properly skate and rollerblade someday. MUST. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha so finally ive got some aim for this holiday. suddenly i feel so... motivated and full of life. hahah. okay um that was random. around 230 wanglaoshi arrived and the whole herd rushd up to escort her! she was really not bad too. after many years of not touching the ice she really got the hang of it really fast. shanping too, it was just her FIRST TIME and before 10 min she glided on the ice like she was togther with it forever. and as usual, shannon skated like she never skated before. the rest were really good too.. yuka caught the momentum quite fast, haha. chuanling looked a lot better than me; at least she didnt touch the ice as much as me. hahaha. jolene guided me like almost the whole time we were there.. hahaha but she never fail to let go of me when im just like right in front of a person. doesnt matter, stil thanks anyway!(: if not i would have died in the rink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes one of the highlights was shannon's birthday celebration(: audrey suggested it, then we went to the counter to choose the song and dedicate a note for shannon(: hahahah then all of us congregated and the birthday song started playing. shannon got so embarrassed she skated round and round but we still managed to sing "towards" her.. ahha and the best thing was that the snow added to the whole ambience&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha after iceskating we spent quite sometime deciding on our nxt destination. meanwhile all of us took neos with wls and then we parted. jolene chuanling junqi and i went to west mall for dinner. chuan had to go home.. then junqi jolene and i loitered; stayed in mos burger for 30 min hahah and then decided to eat in some restaurant where waitresses kept screaming HUAN YING GUANG LING! LOL. add my stringlike noodles and rocklike DUCK. couldnt eat most of the duck; dont know how people can tear apart those... things, like jolene ong. she must have some.. teeth of a carnivore or something. nvm, im an omnivore!:D but my teeth aint that strong so yeah. hehh. okay thats nonsense. junqi and jolene donated some of their food to me so as to add taste to the noodles. haha it was okay la. but great dinner experience(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257641180801530914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbkzDoj_CI/AAAAAAAABUE/DMzXzaadQkg/s400/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha junqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to popular for a while and then went home.. took mrt and then jolene the mudman lied on my bag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbkzDRJAbI/AAAAAAAABT8/nVWnYzkeOkc/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257641180703293874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbkzDRJAbI/AAAAAAAABT8/nVWnYzkeOkc/s400/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbkzXm05aI/AAAAAAAABUM/afn0ofmjABM/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257641186162959778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbkzXm05aI/AAAAAAAABUM/afn0ofmjABM/s400/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks like a brown ant's head right hahahaha. this thing attracted a lot of attention and junqi and i pretended we didnt know this.. lunatic. haha. reached home at 830 and slept quite early. really exhausted after the whole trip.. but nevertheless it was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;whoa posted a lot.. havent posted like this for ages!&lt;br /&gt;will post again about yesterday later..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7012041889962672018?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7012041889962672018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7012041889962672018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7012041889962672018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7012041889962672018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedoms-here.html' title='freedom&apos;s here(:'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SPbKEYsUQ-I/AAAAAAAABSU/9jHEHoNeMXQ/s72-c/neoprint_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7127569232207265808</id><published>2008-10-05T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:41:32.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the invisible future;</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as days have been nearing the deadly eoys, i think that im trudging more into my grave. and its only 2 days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just scared.. what if i cant finish?&lt;br /&gt;its no use feeling all these.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post sounds morbid dull and whatever but i dont know how to make it bright and cheery so i'll just end off.. this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, shannon, happy birthday. iloveyou&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7127569232207265808?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7127569232207265808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7127569232207265808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7127569232207265808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7127569232207265808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/10/invisible-future.html' title='the invisible future;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4255421617417351490</id><published>2008-09-28T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:01:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"if you eat prawns, you'll think like a prawn."</title><content type='html'>so this is the quote of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background info:&lt;br /&gt;my family and i went to paragon's fish &amp;amp; co. ready to fill our hungry tummies. and that was the most interesting (or one of those most interesting, i would say) dinners we ever came across. first it started with ordering, all 5 of us were trying to bombard the waitress with our desired dishes (most of them current available) but at least i got my beloved fish and chips:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my dish was the first to come quite unexpectedly so i was devouring my food happily, while the rest ate seafood platter for 2. my brother who was going to finish peeling off the whole damn prawn complained to my mom that he wanted to abandon that shrimp already, but my mom didnt allow so she showed him the correct way of biting/nibbling/detaching the prawn from its shell horrifyingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother pushed the poor prawn away, but my mom stuffed it into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if you eat prawns, you'll think like a prawn. because you ate its brain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahaahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;oh and my brother claimed that he wanted to play the computer cos he didnt play this whole afternoon, and my parents were so curious as to why the comp is an xfactor for his survival. my father suggested a banning of one year so that he'll learn to get off and stop hogging the com. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for the horrible getting-on-our-nerves-eoy, eat more prawns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4255421617417351490?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4255421617417351490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4255421617417351490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4255421617417351490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4255421617417351490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-you-eat-prawns-youll-think-like.html' title='&quot;if you eat prawns, you&apos;ll think like a prawn.&quot;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7446970170619080935</id><published>2008-09-20T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:02:51.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>certainty.</title><content type='html'>yay glad that drama is turning out better... (:&lt;br /&gt;prep talk on tues/wed(?) was really effective, made people thrash things out and really got into the whole thing whole-heartedly. no matter what the bombs will create a huge illusive explosion no one can imagine&lt;3 205B gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping schedules and timings have been really erratic, its like i caught some disease or something. i slept at 10.30++ on tues and wed, and then yesterday night i slept at 8 and woke up at 8+ today. and then i slept AGAIN from 12 to 1.30, and now im still feeling tired): sadsadsad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've run out of things to say.. but to all of you guys out there, all the best for life(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7446970170619080935?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7446970170619080935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7446970170619080935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7446970170619080935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7446970170619080935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/certainity.html' title='certainty.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-875636825154798575</id><published>2008-09-15T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:58:51.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deeply concealed within;</title><content type='html'>its ict now. supposedly doing the long overdue dreamweaver assignment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite frustrated now. recently i feel frustrated more often than usual. i hope this doesnt become a norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my mind isnt in proper working conditions.. ah nevermind this shall just be a useless post(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-875636825154798575?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/875636825154798575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=875636825154798575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/875636825154798575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/875636825154798575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/deeply-concealed-within.html' title='deeply concealed within;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2204527287446915620</id><published>2008-09-14T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:04:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe someday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We, Amanda Tan Wei Mun and Ng Sai Ying, pledge ourselves to be one united director-person. Regardless of horrible fights, individual people, and unhappiness! So as to achieve, happiness, a wonderful (screwed or otherwise) play, and happy memories of our 205.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah that was what saiying and i came up with on msn(mostly saiying, heh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama is quite screwed up now.. but we'll definitely pull through. the fact that many people had so many squabbles and arguments over the last few meetings kinda prove that they care about drama right?&lt;br /&gt;i think we already got the proper ball rolling; drama assessment in a few days, which means restricted and limited time. but hey, we can do it!(: and then when it comes to c and d we'll realise how much we've been through.. through heaps and bounds and finally reached the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, we'll make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we&lt;em&gt; will&lt;/em&gt; make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2204527287446915620?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2204527287446915620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2204527287446915620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2204527287446915620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2204527287446915620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-someday.html' title='maybe someday.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2227626578996815089</id><published>2008-09-11T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:08:17.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the meme!</title><content type='html'>here to do the MEME quiz, before i get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thought that bombarded my mind was CATS when i saw the meme quiz on potato's tomato's and amanda#1's blogs. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the AWESOME MEME quiz.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jolene&lt;br /&gt;2. jerlyn/cass&lt;br /&gt;3. i guess.. no one.&lt;br /&gt;4. saiying?!&lt;br /&gt;5. leting.&lt;br /&gt;6. shannon.&lt;br /&gt;7. potato, haha.&lt;br /&gt;8. um, shanping?&lt;br /&gt;9. jolene/potato.&lt;br /&gt;10. cass.&lt;br /&gt;11. justina..&lt;br /&gt;12. chuanling!&lt;br /&gt;13. van.&lt;br /&gt;14. er, evie/sumei?&lt;br /&gt;15. ROSANNE, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;16. chuanling.&lt;br /&gt;17. shannon(;&lt;br /&gt;18. tania.&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;br /&gt;20. potato&lt;br /&gt;21. -&lt;br /&gt;22. -&lt;br /&gt;23. erm, my mom.&lt;br /&gt;24. haha jer.&lt;br /&gt;25. jianing!&lt;br /&gt;26. -&lt;br /&gt;27. saiying&lt;br /&gt;28. junqi!&lt;br /&gt;29. (:&lt;br /&gt;30. YO people, this is the mysterious MEME quiz! come to me for the questions if you wanna give it a try(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2227626578996815089?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2227626578996815089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2227626578996815089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2227626578996815089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2227626578996815089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/meme.html' title='the meme!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8726221833583603497</id><published>2008-09-10T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:15:35.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inordinate expectations?</title><content type='html'>hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why havent you been posting recently?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great catch up with loyee even though it was only for.. less than half an hour. haha yeah, i miss potato i miss you and tomato(is leting tomato?) and long bean a lot): i miss graz, i miss ms lim, i miss m3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ultimately, i will miss 205. and all the 205 citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, its not a very.. good time to feel nostalgic. but everyone's feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;first period was chinese, and we had to do a non-graded assignment. it seemed that everyone was really doing that assignment but in actual fact many were studying physics, haha. then it was PE. tried batting and i realised i looked like a duck when swerving that... metal look alike violent thing that looks so much like something to conk someone's head. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then next period was... horrifying physics. people were hyperventilating the moment mr ang stepped into class. but its like a huge load off my chest. its finally over(: with more to come. *groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was LA. practically no one was listening, because 205 turned whimsical again. shannon and jolene were throwing omg, ERASER DUST at each other, furthermore in front/at the back of mr chow who was like merrying-go-round around his permanent position in class, so i doubt he realised. or maybe he did but he pretended not to. LOL. and then others were talking non-stop, so mr chow looked like he was doing some soliloquy or monologue. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and changed seats today. from my old seat to new seat, in between sara and sumei. stark contrast to the seat beside tricia in terms of noise level.&lt;br /&gt;and the weirdesttttttttttt thing was, sumei kept on SMILING at me it creeps me.. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your smile is as gay as the sun" *grins widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLL. omg sumei youre damn hilarious. hehh, but i think i will seem like a totally different person from the amanda that sat beside her last year. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's thursday.. drama rehearsal in the afternoon. hope all goes well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i think my writing style REALLY changed. WHYYYYY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8726221833583603497?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8726221833583603497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8726221833583603497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8726221833583603497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8726221833583603497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/inordinate-expectations.html' title='inordinate expectations?'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1551547535469597621</id><published>2008-09-04T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:57:54.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again..</title><content type='html'>feel like im in a stance right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so weird, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday i went back to school for math remedial. on the way there was sms-ing jolene, and then we realised that our buses (74.852) were just back to back, and it was so damn hilarious because we were like betting which bus would reach hc busstop first. (HEY its not fair okay, 74 is SO POPULAR that so many people board it and thats why it reached later, heh!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha rare childish thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did algebra during math remedial. its like the whole table was bombarded with this sheet of algebra killers, and everyone was already going nuts trying to get the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ahhh got no more brain juice already!!" -jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why you so fast one? wait for me!" -junqi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aiyo can you all just shut up anot? hen3 chao2 leh!" -vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whatttttt!!! oh my goddd you all so fast, im still at question 2b you know! i hate you all lah." - jianing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, the space outside staffroom was filled with noise, ultimately from US. its like theres a stark contrast between both of the tables 2/5 occupied. hahaha but nevertheless, it was fun. somehow all of us should try to really... mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then rosanne and sara brought with them beehoon, and when we knew that the buffet was open to public, we all chionged down the buffet place and packed like 8 packets of beehoon for everyone. LOL. it was like, "hurry up hurry up!" "get that get that!!!" and tadaaa. 8 FULL packets of beehoon. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after remedial junqi and jolene came home with me for geog assignment. i guess this will our last ever project for this year, how sad. as easy as it seems, its actually the total opposite. took quite a long time figuring out what the questions meant (terrible phrasing?) but altogether i guess it was a pretty productive session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be going out for the rest of the week.. time to hibernate into the full mugger mode, how saddening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1551547535469597621?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1551547535469597621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1551547535469597621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1551547535469597621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1551547535469597621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-again.html' title='once again..'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-9072216850398331938</id><published>2008-09-03T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:47:23.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incredulous idiocy?</title><content type='html'>fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just blame it all on me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in the wrong, but cant ALL of you just give me the &lt;em&gt;slightest&lt;/em&gt; respect?&lt;br /&gt;do i not deserve any, even a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this obviously shows how disintegrated i am from all of you.&lt;br /&gt;how much you want it, show it all you please. through your actions, behaviour and damn&lt;em&gt; respectful&lt;/em&gt; language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot, i &lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt; appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i really do not need such sacarsm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;not only you need a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need a life too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-9072216850398331938?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9072216850398331938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=9072216850398331938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/9072216850398331938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/9072216850398331938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/incredulous-idiocy.html' title='incredulous idiocy?'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-2658671612170174179</id><published>2008-08-30T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:34:21.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoric moments!</title><content type='html'>had a blastttt these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was teacher's day celebration on friday, the last official day of term3(: quite a nice way to end the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly we had this huge junk feast, but it was too huge we could not swallow everything. so sorry to those who had leftovers.. well we only had partying time of only 30 minutes because we had to get ready for our performance (quite pathetic,yeah) but i think we really cherished that half an hour. rosanne and shan presented their ppt when wanglaoshi stepped in, and it cracked quite a lot of people up, haha. and then, yunge beishi jessie tee and xinyi presented a very touching poem to wanglaoshi, and it made her cry. haha its really amusing to see her cry; its only the SECOND time. we shall have a mass making-wls-cry session at the end of the year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then we had to clean up in a really short time, but we failed (as usual) so we decided to head to the hall straightaway instead. there we gave out the last instructions and then sat in order at the sides of the hall. the performance didnt start immediately, but when it was really sudden before we went up, because most of us didnt grab that chance to hyperventilate before walking upstage. it was like, a moment ago we were sitting down and the next we were walking so i was kind of BLURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, really had a great time onstage, singing. not with choir but 205(: i guess this would be like one the last few times when we can do stuff together before separating.. we hadnt accomplished much this year.. so being able to get in for this performance really gave me a sense of accomplishment(: (at first i didnt expect us to even get into the first round, haha!) after days of struggling and screaming and singing and teaching and laughing and frowning and panicking (joyce you would know), we finally made it. haha even though we might not have sung that well yesterday (i dont really know cos i CANT hear anything!).. i think all of us really tried our best, and thats enough already.(: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thank you all so much for everything! without you guys we wouldnt have made it! i feel so proud of you all(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you guys!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then all of us went to the 3rd level to watch the concert. it was good, especially the teacher's day award one. mr chia really has a flair for being an entertainer, haha. the whole celebration ended at 1045+, waited for jolene while shannon junqi and jianing dashed to chongfu and i was cleaning up the classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jolene and i went to amk hub for lunch and then rushed to jurong east to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;fuji i dont know what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg i feel so embarrassed now, someone enlighten me on what the ice skating rink is called&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh? hahaha. it was SUPER DUPER FUNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really really REALLY REALLY x1000000 cool. the first time i experienced GLIDING on ice. hahaha jianing too but since she knows how to rollerblade she was okay. and junqi learnt how to skate so much faster than me, so im really noob. i cant count how many times my butt silently shrieked when i smashed my poor butt on the ground, or screamed my lungs out when i lost balance, falling usually backwards. and omg i cant forget shannon and jolene screaming, "LEAN FORWARD LEAN FORWARD! DONT LEAN BACKWARD!" like omg it was so hilarious, i think i saw people pointing and mocking at me. heh? i really didnt dare to let go of those bars the first time i stepped onto the heavenly glimmering ice, but gradually did with shannon's jolene's jianing's and junqi's guide and "skated". sorry if my skating really seemed like walking, BUT I JUST COULDNT GET IT OKAY. i was super duperrrrrrrrrr frustrated with myself. but when i improved a tiny bit i was happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh she can get up vry fast leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember who said this but i think i really have a flair for geting up after falling, maybe because i fell TOO many times, haha. really should have taken pictures of that memorable 2 hours or so, but couldnt because i would have died. (oh and btw pictures on &lt;a href="http://shattered-dreems.blogspot.com/"&gt;jianing's&lt;/a&gt; blog!) hahaha but anyway REALLY had great great greattttttttt fun. after what seemed like so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the first time out of these few weeks when i really had fun.. being with great company and doing fun stuff really keeps my mind off worries and whatnots, so thank you guys for giving me such a worry-free and happy day!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I DONT GROPE PEOPLE/MOLEST PEOPLE when im "skating" okay!!! its just for.. er support? xD hahahaha. i dont. even though sometimes my accuracy is so good i just er grope some people's wrong.. you know. yeah. (: heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO sadly, we had to leave the rink at 4. we feasted on cup noodles before leaving, and before i stared at the rink sadly and waving goodbye to it with that 依依不舍feeling. ): ( no i didnt literally do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next stop was.. NEOPRINTS + ARCADE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 10 minutes of groping and laughing and :O:O-ing was really indescribable. hahaha. then while jianing junqi and i decoratd the neos jolene and shannon went to play at the arcade. when we finishd, junqi jianing and i played the drums game. it was SO COOL. it was quite meaningless hitting some weird drumlike plastic plus rubber thing so hard but it was really retarded cos most of the time we drummed so unprofessionally, haha! then we challenged basketball with jolene and shannon. omg 3 against 2, and we shouldnt have been so 不自量力bcause we got TRASHED with a score of 38 - 250. LOL. wanted to play some ducky game but couldnt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the neos shop again but hesitated awhile because we needed finance. so we roamed around and sat down in macs. jianing and junqi went to roam around somemore so shannon jolene and i talked while drinking. after a while shannon left, and the 4 of us went to feast on cheese fries. MY FAV.:D then left with jolene cos i needed to go home for dinner):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really really great day yesterday! moments like these are just plain wonderful(: sorry jer and cass &amp;amp; 601 for not being able to make it today..&gt;&lt; really hope to meet you guys up sooonn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and sop2s we should really go to iceskate in the holidays(: guaranteed fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had tuition then met my family at convention center for some pc show thing. on the way there experienced one of the few singaporean human traffic jams;&lt;br /&gt;my maid and i were squashed from the mrt all the way to suntec city itself. on the way we had to walk down some staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aiyo can walk here meh!(we were walking through the crowd going the opp direction)&lt;br /&gt;maid: aiya dont care la nevermind la!&lt;br /&gt;-walks in the crowd flowing against us-&lt;br /&gt;some man: aiyo! why squeeze here! so squeezy already you know! walk the othre way la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like LOL laughing and :$. strange encounter, heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,there was nothing much that impressed in me in that exhibition thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays will be hectic again, i guess. cant wait for monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah kinda miss choir.. leting loyee wenjing.. feel kinda empty without you guys. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-2658671612170174179?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2658671612170174179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=2658671612170174179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2658671612170174179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/2658671612170174179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/euphoric-moments.html' title='euphoric moments!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-5292597636014889583</id><published>2008-08-24T17:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:20:23.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of breath?</title><content type='html'>today so far has been quite an accomplishment. managed to finish work, a rare sight:D hahaha. still have LA speech and that olympics write up to go and im free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, has my style of writing really changed? maybe it could be because of the emptiness i was feeling yesterday. caused by the coffee! but one thing i realised was that my previous post was kind of detached, like too many things gushing in at one time. thats what happens when one doesnt update for a long long time, haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like always, i dont know what tomorrow will bring. next week will be the last week of term 3.. and when term 4 starts it marks the beginning of revision already. 2008 is coming to an end, like how 2007 flew past so quickly i didnt seize the chance to remember all the events, whether significant or insignificant, because they all mark a difference(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this year will end well, or rather this term will end well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot happened this term.. and really i learnt a lot, the most important learning point being the discovery of humour here and there in the malaises of school life, and just plainly life. life doesnt revolve around that particular thing youre worrying about, or that particular event that youre going through. theres much more to life, and i guess it's only right that we just open our eyes and hearts to step out of the boundary we are always in and.. experience a whole new different thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we'll realise that life isnt that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its realy ironic, the way i see things. sometimes i overlook this fact but at other times i cant thank God enough for giving me this opportunity to be me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;live to love, and love to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-5292597636014889583?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5292597636014889583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=5292597636014889583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5292597636014889583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/5292597636014889583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-of-breath.html' title='out of breath?'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-7839365025412551241</id><published>2008-08-23T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:46:23.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>echo.</title><content type='html'>hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was brilliant. spent the afternoon watching "it started with a kiss" with shannon and jolene. cant remember when was the last time since i spent time watching serials/dramas(: yay fun! we shall have more of this in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's kinda dead now.. haha must have been my inconsistent updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week we're kinda loaded with homework, but at least i finished my overdue ones(: nevermind, shall take a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i stopped updating since last week. well i shall post stuff that i can remember! i think it was last week when we(lit circle grp) decided to go to jolene's house for project meeting. hahaha spent quite alot of time on admin stuff.. so in the end we had another meeting in junqi's house on saturday, and after a few touch-ups we finally COMPLETED the project on monday!!:D so its like a load off our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the project meeting at junqi's house was quite satisfying. we finished our toy car and lit circle there(: then we feasted on KFC in front of the tv. really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, and then oh yes. i finally took my piano exam. it was supposedly last week but i missed it cos i was late and luckily i was rescheduled to wednesday. it was really stupid because i thought it was on tuesday and kept thinking that i would miss school on that day but oh my goodness its one day after. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so missed school on tuesday.. and after the exam on wednesday i went to school at 2, and shannon and jolene came over to do CME. so we happily took the bus home and even bought snacks. so by the time we finished eating and were still chatting, it was five. then suddenly my tuition teacher came and i was like. :O:O i totally forgot that i had tuition, haha. so i had to make them wait and do the cme reflections&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;yeah, and we started watching the beginning of 恶作剧之吻:D it was really, really good. then they went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on thursday we went for the 学习之旅 to watch some chinese movie thing. it was quite good but i almost fell asleep. heh? after that a big group of us went to kachiow bugis. mos burger rather. i think only 5 people bought food because the rest of us had to file for bankruptcy so we all koped food from the others:D hahaha. funfunfun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder whether such gatherings would be possible after 205 disbands..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. yesterday was the rehearsal for our teacher's day performance. it went superbly well, everyone was cooperating and really, thanks everyone:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there some changes made to our positions since the teachers claimed that we were too 2d. LOL. hopefully everything will go well on that day.. our second performance together as a class!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah i just remembered that another teacher's day rehearsal will be this tuesday, and i have to miss the last choir prac): sad. i think life would be emptier without prac, which goes on for a month.. sighs. anyway, congrats to 2008/09 comm!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and here are some really random photos taken during the past weeks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some retarded, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADA6sjNcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/y-TQlRTJ4gw/s1600-h/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237689680922883522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADA6sjNcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/y-TQlRTJ4gw/s400/DSC02224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADBgrMO7I/AAAAAAAABAA/2V6DLe0FfBo/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237689691117730738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADBgrMO7I/AAAAAAAABAA/2V6DLe0FfBo/s400/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADBgwV77I/AAAAAAAABAI/6wsEYWafYAA/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237689691139338162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADBgwV77I/AAAAAAAABAI/6wsEYWafYAA/s400/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADB6ZbmBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/EBjRN7P5lR4/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237689698022561810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADB6ZbmBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/EBjRN7P5lR4/s400/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADB_9S53I/AAAAAAAABAY/H7onLzMbFm4/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237689699515164530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADB_9S53I/AAAAAAAABAY/H7onLzMbFm4/s400/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha i think this post sucks, lost touch with blogging already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall go do other stuffs now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-7839365025412551241?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7839365025412551241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=7839365025412551241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7839365025412551241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/7839365025412551241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/echo.html' title='echo.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SLADA6sjNcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/y-TQlRTJ4gw/s72-c/DSC02224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1131114814176108082</id><published>2008-08-17T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:20:03.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zero.</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a very tiresome week. shall not elaborate, because i dont feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally completed LA lit circle, all the recordings and such with an efficient time of an hour. love LA team&lt;3 and for the daunting physics project.. we've finally completed the toy car, left with the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend has been quite a big shock;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish this was a nightmare, nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-1131114814176108082?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1131114814176108082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=1131114814176108082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1131114814176108082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/1131114814176108082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/zero.html' title='zero.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8912649755722726808</id><published>2008-08-09T19:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:42:06.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080808!</title><content type='html'>hello people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay finally i finished posting all the pictures(: i guess they're about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the choir olympics seem so distant now.. but the fond memory's still there, of course. i miss the times we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, let the pictures do the talking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2qgQqn3oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/POvbtbe2jYQ/s1600-h/DSCN0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232525813280661122" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H-mPhvlI/AAAAAAAAA5c/Ye2ftAJnYGU/s400/DSCN0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H-xfAztI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-Z9G9B0gtXw/s1600-h/DSCN0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232487854579437266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H-xfAztI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-Z9G9B0gtXw/s400/DSCN0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H_ERLwaI/AAAAAAAAA5s/klFBSh90f0w/s1600-h/DSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232487859621708194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H_ERLwaI/AAAAAAAAA5s/klFBSh90f0w/s400/DSCN0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H_YgAnqI/AAAAAAAAA50/v4KxWnAENYo/s1600-h/DSCN0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232487865052602018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2H_YgAnqI/AAAAAAAAA50/v4KxWnAENYo/s400/DSCN0824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week had been a very very good one. started off with nycb's concert at the esplanade on monday, which was so awesome(: spent the time after school and before concert with shannon jolene and jianing! first outing (so-called) with em:D was really cool, we rushed to er grand cathay first to watch movie (x-files). it was supposed to be scary but it wasnt scary so it kinda failed, haha. luckily jianing didnt grope and invade my personal territory, haha. then we went to B&amp;amp;J which was freaking ex that we only shared one cup, and to plaza sing to get the band members' presents. got junqi this really cute TOUTOU i mean TOUFU (: and beishi and jessiet cool flowers(: yaye. rushed for dinner in long john silvers and finally headed towards our destination. there was this really hilarious conversation on the way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jianing: are you sure its at city hall or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*everyone rushes to check signboard*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jolene+shannon: ya la correct la its here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*everyone rushes front*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shannon:eh! i know how to go there already. see the board there! esplanade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: huh where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*looks around, thinking where in the world durianages would be*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Finally looked up and saw "esplanade" with a forward arrow*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: OH, i know how to go already:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only jolene ong noticed my stupidity so she couldnt stop laughing at me and i was like =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we reached esplanade earlier than expected and camwhored(: go to jianing's blog to see the photos. and the concert started with a beautiful beginning and ended with a wonderful encore. loved the disney one, brought back many disney wonders:D didnt manage to give junqi them the presents cos parents were hungry.. so yeah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday morning was a big surprise, everyone in class was sleeping, literally everyone. didnt see 2/5 that quiet before, haha. tuesday was quite a slack day, then there was choir, and omg the campaigns. i dont know how i fared but things just flowed out of my mouth uncontrollably.. even if i dont get it, nyc will still be the love&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday.. nothing much happened i guess, it was just a normal school day. assembly was all about subject combos.. and is it that hard to make a decision? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday was great(: shanping jolene shannon junqi came over for LA. it was productive for a while, and unproductive the next moment. it was kinda on and off.. but compared to the last few project meetings at least it was a great heap of improvement. sky shouldnt pose as such a huge.. distraction, haha. nevermind we're on our way to the end of the ppt already!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday which was yesterday.. the holding hands programme thing. it turned out to be in quite a mess.. although it really hyped all of us up. holding hands but didnt say the pledge.. such a big big disappointment, standing out there under the sun for i dont know how long. haha, even mr tiong said "why am i here for?" and we asked him the same question. typical mr tiong(: after the whole event, we (jianing shannon jolene shanping junqi celeste and i) rushed to cineleisure to watch money no enough II. ohoh, we had a special guest - shalynn(shannon's sister). shes really really cute(: anyway, it turned out there wasnt any seats left for the 145 or so slot so we got the 215 one. rushed lunch and then watched the movie for around 2hours. it wasnt as nice as the other jack neo films i must admit, but it was okay. haha, then we took the mrt and shannon shanping shalynn and celeste came over to finish the ppt. jolene and junqi couldnt come, so we parted in the mrt): then at night i left my own house at around 8 while they left later, haha? sorry&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally today, woke up for tuition then piano. slept through half the afternoon then chionged zuowen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and not to miss out.. happy national day, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDATAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you silly person.. its rare to find a friend (or a senior) who enjoys the glory of being older with singapore. hope you had a great day today! (you must still be partying outside, heh) thanks for everything.. from the moment i stepped into choir till now. you're just like a guardian angel to me, who so cleverly guides me along with proper singing technics and stuff. omg your funny little antics eg. walking on people's left and putting your ARM on their shoulders.. haha. it has been really great being your junior and friend, if you wanna see it that way(: both of the amandas shall strive to sleep early okay!:D i love you many many&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and once again, happy birthday! may all your dreams come true. God bless you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes i think we took a lot of spastic photos this week. shall post them up.. soon.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8912649755722726808?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8912649755722726808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8912649755722726808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8912649755722726808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8912649755722726808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='080808!'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SJ2qgQqn3oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/POvbtbe2jYQ/s72-c/DSCN0951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-4915291488110229148</id><published>2008-08-09T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:49:30.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long lost home;</title><content type='html'>hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome me back!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been particularly hectic and so much to my &lt;em&gt;amazement,&lt;/em&gt; i stil have overdue homework left -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great! havent done zuowen yet too, omg gonna be so dead. so i shall finish it up now and.. post later, together with MORE graz photos and reflections of this weeks happenings(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay &lt;strong&gt;tuned!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-4915291488110229148?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4915291488110229148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=4915291488110229148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4915291488110229148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/4915291488110229148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-lost-home.html' title='long lost home;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-8520664672974257344</id><published>2008-07-31T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:30:06.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outcry;</title><content type='html'>life's been SUPER hectic lately. only had approximately 4 hours of sleep each these nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already enough, i dont need anything else on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;probably most people would view me as the cause of the effect, and its not that i dont care, if i do care i'll burst someday. the intensity of negative feelings has increased steadily recently i must say, so much that i dont know what i did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;its not like im not in any fault, but at least, please dont treat me like an invisible wall. i can sense every tinge of meaning hidden behind every loud spoken word, and maybe i've got it all wrong, but trying everything makes everything seem worse,  and not doing anything isnt a way out.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;nothing i say or do will help anything now, because all i know is that i will get mistaken for doing the wrong thing when all i want.. is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much has changed within these few weeks.. but you towards me.. that impression will never change; it'll remain the same as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-8520664672974257344?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8520664672974257344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=8520664672974257344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8520664672974257344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/8520664672974257344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/outcry.html' title='outcry;'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-3632959763995603647</id><published>2008-07-26T21:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:45.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transcending contradictions.</title><content type='html'>hey(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the graz pictures.. after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327952381085106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszE74lBbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FB55WPKDiGo/s400/DSCN0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;flight group photo at the airport(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFK-5mKI/AAAAAAAAA1s/FaXi5t_NAXM/s1600-h/DSCN0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327956434131106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFK-5mKI/AAAAAAAAA1s/FaXi5t_NAXM/s400/DSCN0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFRSlMEI/AAAAAAAAA10/0SjXxsMWNqg/s1600-h/DSCN0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327958127292482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFRSlMEI/AAAAAAAAA10/0SjXxsMWNqg/s400/DSCN0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sam &amp;amp; yeujia, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFkX5aoI/AAAAAAAAA18/MZ4LdMsmNQE/s1600-h/DSCN0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327963249863298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszFkX5aoI/AAAAAAAAA18/MZ4LdMsmNQE/s400/DSCN0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amanda + amanda&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLGobBeI/AAAAAAAAAxE/6sy5iu8NKpc/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227313764694164962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLGobBeI/AAAAAAAAAxE/6sy5iu8NKpc/s400/DSC01937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; candid shot of camera shy yeujia:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLQwjOaI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gRwN6B0JeJM/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227313767412611490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLQwjOaI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gRwN6B0JeJM/s400/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lanxin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLeCQauI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KUjamVYXDBM/s1600-h/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227313770976537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLeCQauI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KUjamVYXDBM/s400/DSC01941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as redbull is originally manufactured in austria.. here comes a big load of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7ubqcAcI/AAAAAAAAA2s/a8Z2N57xRsc/s1600-h/DSCN0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337461379367362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7ubqcAcI/AAAAAAAAA2s/a8Z2N57xRsc/s400/DSCN0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sop2 group photo&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7u8rQWxI/AAAAAAAAA20/IuNdjsjsjwI/s1600-h/DSCN0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337470241168146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7u8rQWxI/AAAAAAAAA20/IuNdjsjsjwI/s400/DSCN0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as you can see, clouds are really clouds in austria. they never seem to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7vCxViVI/AAAAAAAAA28/QskQVmQeuxI/s1600-h/DSCN0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337471877286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7vCxViVI/AAAAAAAAA28/QskQVmQeuxI/s400/DSCN0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7vj9Z7iI/AAAAAAAAA3E/T0G5gpMTLtA/s1600-h/DSCN0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337480786275874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7vj9Z7iI/AAAAAAAAA3E/T0G5gpMTLtA/s400/DSCN0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wanna live there *points at that house amidst the thick greenery*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7v5kviSI/AAAAAAAAA3M/dSQ3cQtXEXs/s1600-h/DSCN0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337486588414242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs7v5kviSI/AAAAAAAAA3M/dSQ3cQtXEXs/s400/DSCN0810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1E-iEpEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/12E6Y0ke2mM/s1600-h/DSCN0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330152115250242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1E-iEpEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/12E6Y0ke2mM/s400/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sec 1s group photo at dubai airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FBegjCI/AAAAAAAAA2M/V7A06za42E8/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330152905608226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FBegjCI/AAAAAAAAA2M/V7A06za42E8/s400/DSCN0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FarRZVI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ml-H7oDq9y4/s1600-h/DSCN0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330159670027602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FarRZVI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ml-H7oDq9y4/s400/DSCN0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FuMf-GI/AAAAAAAAA2c/AOuG2dSFB7M/s1600-h/DSCN0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330164909668450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1FuMf-GI/AAAAAAAAA2c/AOuG2dSFB7M/s400/DSCN0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA tzehui the funny little person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1F3_8WCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/k7taUGIX6WI/s1600-h/DSCN0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330167541356578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIs1F3_8WCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/k7taUGIX6WI/s400/DSCN0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; leting and me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLjASkyI/AAAAAAAAAxc/okKNFcp9Y3c/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227313772310467362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLjASkyI/AAAAAAAAAxc/okKNFcp9Y3c/s400/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLsXj4CI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-5Yq-z9o_WQ/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227313774823989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsmLsXj4CI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-5Yq-z9o_WQ/s400/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227570718665925762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP3yxQ5II/AAAAAAAAA48/nivkBea7dd0/s400/DSCN0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227570710666382178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP3U-Bi2I/AAAAAAAAA4s/CfvXX_LBJ74/s400/DSCN0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560644609596274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGtZ_EW3I/AAAAAAAAA4U/MmfvN-SHC-g/s400/DSCN1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227570723768235442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP4Fxv9bI/AAAAAAAAA5E/rFIFLXL2uo8/s400/DSCN0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP3C106OI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OMubB2AftX8/s1600-h/DSCN1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227570705800161506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP3C106OI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OMubB2AftX8/s400/DSCN1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; scandalous~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560648341465938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGtn40K1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/i2m-MrBZ4Zc/s400/DSCN1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227570715501366354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwP3m-xjFI/AAAAAAAAA40/ToOuVnWZql8/s400/DSCN1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;scenery outside our hotel(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560638819138386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGtEag-1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/XY9cmbCk1ys/s400/DSCN1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, this is a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGsQTRxFI/AAAAAAAAA38/0f0OHi_S0fI/s1600-h/DSCN1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560624830137426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGsQTRxFI/AAAAAAAAA38/0f0OHi_S0fI/s400/DSCN1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGsmUvLpI/AAAAAAAAA4E/DTSlT0J04v0/s1600-h/DSCN1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560630741839506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwGsmUvLpI/AAAAAAAAA4E/DTSlT0J04v0/s400/DSCN1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227556567078134770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwDAD_z4_I/AAAAAAAAA3s/9avDh9Y_5ZI/s400/DSCN1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227556572728136002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwDAZC4EUI/AAAAAAAAA30/MrhxSPLURTw/s400/DSCN1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;group photo(: and very sadly.. the last one that's taken in vienna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwC_dpuylI/AAAAAAAAA3c/nNMWmxjdTLQ/s1600-h/DSCN1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227556556784978514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwC_dpuylI/AAAAAAAAA3c/nNMWmxjdTLQ/s400/DSCN1028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; banana split(: i think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"whoo~~ may all the bananas in the world unite!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwC_nBzVPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/65_Sp8_V8LQ/s1600-h/DSCN1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227556559301858546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwC_nBzVPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/65_Sp8_V8LQ/s400/DSCN1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227556551630032258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIwC_KcsjYI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tZpCoC0-gyk/s400/DSCN1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsedobcI/AAAAAAAAA00/vIKTkP_i4VQ/s1600-h/DSC02051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227324233631690178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsedobcI/AAAAAAAAA00/vIKTkP_i4VQ/s400/DSC02051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsTGOiaI/AAAAAAAAA08/rEeVnRLCGas/s1600-h/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227324230580734370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsTGOiaI/AAAAAAAAA08/rEeVnRLCGas/s400/DSC02059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsjZTCGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/M7b81edhCWs/s1600-h/DSC02065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227324234955688034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsjZTCGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/M7b81edhCWs/s400/DSC02065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsqk17bI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Q-zYGDW1Mk8/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227324236883160498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvsqk17bI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Q-zYGDW1Mk8/s400/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvs2NYUaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/VsEmhYsP8Hg/s1600-h/DSC02083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227324240005976482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsvs2NYUaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/VsEmhYsP8Hg/s400/DSC02083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3T6pYLI/AAAAAAAAA0M/LpY3s2Fhxg4/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322220755902642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3T6pYLI/AAAAAAAAA0M/LpY3s2Fhxg4/s400/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3mamGUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HVNyk6I3vII/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322225721743682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3mamGUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HVNyk6I3vII/s400/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3gmQ3BI/AAAAAAAAA0c/aTsuz9cjj0w/s1600-h/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322224160070674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3gmQ3BI/AAAAAAAAA0c/aTsuz9cjj0w/s400/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the blue danube which sparkles under the sunlight(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3v2CnHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/-8te_lwZmsQ/s1600-h/DSC02024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322228252777586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3v2CnHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/-8te_lwZmsQ/s400/DSC02024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty flowers even on a random grass patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3waJtWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/_ST_VmDbnWY/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322228404237666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIst3waJtWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/_ST_VmDbnWY/s400/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; horse + carriages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssShMEJxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vYhXN5scqFU/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320489151833874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssShMEJxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vYhXN5scqFU/s400/DSC02002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yinnshan and audrey, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssSgFINGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Z-unVke--8Q/s1600-h/DSC02003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320488854303842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssSgFINGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Z-unVke--8Q/s400/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssS3TUZjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ubk4ruHn1cY/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320495087838770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssS3TUZjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ubk4ruHn1cY/s400/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looks like an overturned castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssS6WnQZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/joBkaXeqnfI/s1600-h/DSC02011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320495906963858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssS6WnQZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/joBkaXeqnfI/s400/DSC02011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssSySts-I/AAAAAAAAA0E/cYeR5QYpmC8/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320493743125474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIssSySts-I/AAAAAAAAA0E/cYeR5QYpmC8/s400/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317928430926978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9dwn_II/AAAAAAAAAyk/nCr-nK54vhM/s400/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrezf9GcI/AAAAAAAAAy8/83vqUD8NEyk/s1600-h/DSC01978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227319600713898434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrezf9GcI/AAAAAAAAAy8/83vqUD8NEyk/s400/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the opening ceremony (parade) youming and jiahui(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsre8Lyq3I/AAAAAAAAAzE/8aepzX6t_Hk/s1600-h/DSC01988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227319603045247858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsre8Lyq3I/AAAAAAAAAzE/8aepzX6t_Hk/s400/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; POCK. funnyname for a shop. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrfmx8TVI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Z2PVkWJvGCM/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227319614479551826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrfmx8TVI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Z2PVkWJvGCM/s400/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrfoJpwhI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9xzooeixqj8/s1600-h/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227319614847435282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrfoJpwhI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9xzooeixqj8/s400/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; opening ceremony at stadhelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrf-OKDyI/AAAAAAAAAzc/v71Wtfw8Hts/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227319620771909410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsrf-OKDyI/AAAAAAAAAzc/v71Wtfw8Hts/s400/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lorhyee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9HKRhwI/AAAAAAAAAyU/gi7IRySroA4/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317922364491522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9HKRhwI/AAAAAAAAAyU/gi7IRySroA4/s400/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9UR7TJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4yeHZW590CU/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317925886250130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9UR7TJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4yeHZW590CU/s400/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ehheh, me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9tLYzXI/AAAAAAAAAys/qoQPjR2TNng/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317932569709938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIsp9tLYzXI/AAAAAAAAAys/qoQPjR2TNng/s400/DSC01969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLVPRZsI/AAAAAAAAAxs/j3Tw2490VsE/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317067150091970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLVPRZsI/AAAAAAAAAxs/j3Tw2490VsE/s400/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLqCJd8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8jyKd10jS1c/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317072732190658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLqCJd8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8jyKd10jS1c/s400/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspL54SzSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/41WANp40STM/s1600-h/DSC01958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317076985826594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspL54SzSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/41WANp40STM/s400/DSC01958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLy0LvFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v7KGD5_mkj8/s1600-h/DSC01960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227317075089538130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIspLy0LvFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v7KGD5_mkj8/s400/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically i've been trying to figure how to post all the photos in a very organised and non-mixed up way but a sotong like me took a few hours just to do that, heh. so i think i shall post more photos later on(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh today was very.. heartwarming. to be back at home in m3.. i dont know it felt quite indescribable(: discussed ms lim's birthday bash but the interviews came as a shock to me cos  thought the names written on the whiteboard were for attendance till i saw "elections". hyperventilated but surprisingly interviews were like chat sessions with seniors(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after choir had to wait for parents to finish the briefing session for subject choices.. so met jolene then kahmun tania vanessa and audrey and we waited together. had dinner all the way at east coast, where my parents had to meet their BUSINESS clients for dinner o.o i didnt know, really. i just enjoyed the food there and i made my presence.. unnoticable. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to celeste's for project today. felt quite accomplished cos we figured our do-s and do not-s for our actual product.. and yeah, hope it'll eventually turn out to be a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weekends have been quite relaxed.. and monday's cross country. i havent run for like.. er almost a month; dont know whether im going to just drop down and die in macritchie, heh. and then the whole batch's gonna head to baoxian's house for lunch + ms lim's birthday bash preparation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow theres so many things going on consecutively.. there wont ever be a stop in time i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now.. i have to figure out just what's due and what's not on monday and the following days.. just so that i wont get overloaded with unknown workload and yeah.. you get what i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-3632959763995603647?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3632959763995603647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=3632959763995603647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3632959763995603647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/3632959763995603647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/transcending-contradictions.html' title='transcending contradictions.'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4xd3Ln937CE/SIszE74lBbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FB55WPKDiGo/s72-c/DSCN0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-6855288499655353268</id><published>2008-07-23T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:50:56.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of hiatus,</title><content type='html'>when they say, "block tests are finally over",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably i didnt dare to believe it cos the joy just set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so super weird, the whole time before graz trip all of us were dreading this period of torture and now everything's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but anyway, loads have happened during this short week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night revisions+muggings+memorising+insomnia+nervous fits and what nots.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad tonight wouldnt be another night of crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think this week has been a week of consecutive birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday to &lt;strong&gt;xingying and sumei&lt;/strong&gt;! and happy birthday to &lt;strong&gt;jessie tan&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised they're all squashers heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys had a very very happy birthday!(:&lt;br /&gt;xingying: person who loves to write "i love xy" on people's bodies so much without doubting whether its a fact or not, haha. talkative person or bimbo rather, happy belated birthday(: 0mg i really cannot ever forget those squishes and pinches you so nicely dedicated to me but really stay this cheerful and dont let anything get you down,k?&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumei: exexex table mate.(: after so long.. realised 2/5 wouldnt be 2/5 without your nonsense. haha.no matter what always remember there are people around you who care for you and look out for you! so keep your faith going strong always k! happy happy belated birthday! wish that your life will be yi2lu4shun4feng1! and study hard&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessie tan: heh happy birthday jessie(: no wonder you were smiling so happily today. sorry i really didnt know its your big day today. hope you had fun today! all the best for everything you do. youve pretty much an admirable figure to me, really, i dont know why(: continue to stay strong! jiayou for squash&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with birthday dedications.. though there is more to come. have a strong nostalgic feeling for graz, really. tomorrow we're getting back science block test.. horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading graz pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12733741-6855288499655353268?l=life-inwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6855288499655353268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12733741&amp;postID=6855288499655353268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6855288499655353268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12733741/posts/default/6855288499655353268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-inwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-hiatus.html' title='end of hiatus,'/><author><name>x~Amanda~x</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12733741.post-1898969355827665287</id><published>2008-07-19T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:38:32.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a walk to remember;</title><content type='html'>but it ended too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the plane back to singapore from dubai i had those wonder recollections about our 10days trip as the 52 of us.. and by the time mr mac called the 52 of us to gather in changi airport for the last time i figured it was the last time we would be called the "52 of us".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world choir games was amazing. so is austria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a whole long holiday there, even though the dreading blocks have yet to come, but we chose not to think about them. austria is so different from singapore, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather, the food, the scenery, the flowers (zomg)..&lt;br /&gt;its a rea
